Could from sad regions send him to a dear
Delightful land of verdure, shower and gleam,
To mock the wandering Voice[257] beside some haunted stream.[258]
O bounty without measure! while the grace
Of Heaven doth in such wise, from humblest springs, 35
Pour pleasure forth, and solaces that trace
A mazy course along familiar things,
Well may our hearts have faith that blessings come,
Streaming from founts above the starry sky,
With angels when their own untroubled home 40