Beneath the shade we all sate down;[592] and there
His office, uninvited, he resumed.
"As on a sunny bank, a tender lamb
Lurks in safe shelter from the winds of March,
Screened by its parent, so that little mound
Lies guarded by its neighbour; the small heap
Speaks for itself; an Infant there doth rest;
The sheltering hillock is the Mother's grave.[HY]
If mild discourse, and manners that conferred
A natural dignity on humblest rank;