These lines appear in Pope’s “Windsor Forest” thus modified:
Nor yet, when moist Arcturus clouds the sky,
The woods and fields their pleasing toils deny;
To plains with well-breathed beagles we repair,
And trace the mazes of the circling hare.
In Thomson’s “Seasons” we find in Winter the expression, “contiguous shade,” and in Summer the line,
A boundless deep immensity of shade.
Cowper, in “The Task,” has a line which he evidently owes to Thomson,
Some boundless contiguity of shade.
Churchill says in “The Farewell”: