“For scenes not beautiful did more
Than beauty for the fairest scenes can do.”
As one out of many landscapes described, take this:—
“How oft upon yon eminence our pace
Has slackened to a pause, and we have borne
The ruffling wind, scarce conscious that it blew,
While admiration, feeding at the eye,
And still unsated, dwelt upon the scene.
Thence with what pleasure have we just discerned,