While at the stall he read. Among the hills
He gazed upon that mighty orb of song,
The divine Milton.[AK] Lore of different kind,
The annual savings of a toilsome life,
His School-master[34] supplied; books that explain
The purer elements of truth involved
In lines and numbers, and, by charm severe,
(Especially perceived where nature droops
And feeling is suppressed) preserve the mind
Busy in solitude and poverty.