If his undaunted enterprise had failed
Among the mountain coves.
"Yon household fir,[689]
A guardian planted to fence off the blast,
But towering high the roof above, as if
Its humble destination were forgot—
That sycamore, which annually holds
Within its shade, as in a stately tent[JB]
On all sides open to the fanning breeze,
A grave assemblage, seated while they shear