From Britannia's Pastorals.

A Pleasant Grove

Unto a pleasant grove or such like place,

Where here the curious cutting of a hedge:

There, by a pond, the trimming of the sedge:

Here the fine setting of well-shading trees:

The walks there mounting up by small degrees,

The gravel and the green so equal lie,

It, with the rest, draws on your ling'ring eye:

Here the sweet smells that do perfume the air,