For such mistake. Come, cheerly, we are friends.”
“Oh! yes,” said Peter, quite alive to be
So kindly used, and have so much to see,
And having so much seen; his way he spied,
Forgot his peril, and rejoin’d his guide.
Now all beheld, his admiration raised,
The lady thank’d, her condescension praised, 650
And fix’d the hour for dinner, forth the Boy
Went in a tumult of o’erpowering joy,
To view the gardens, and what more was found