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الجزء الرابع - القسم الأول: في الأغراض وأطوار المقاصد والأساليب - أندرو مارفيل وأبو الطيب - ج: 4 - ص: 633

THOUGHTS IN A GARDEN

How vainly men themselves amaze

To win the palmi the oaki or bays,

And their incessant labours see

Crown'd from some single herb or tree,

Whose short and narrow-verged shade

Does prudently their toils upbraid;

While all the flowers and trees do close

To weave the garlands of Repose.

Fair Quiet, have I found thee here,

And Innocence thy sister dear?

Mistaken long, I sought you then

In busy companies of men;

Your sacred plansi if here below,

Only among the plants will grow;

Society is all but rude

Tot this delicious solitude.

No white nor red was ever seen

So amorous as this lovely green.

Fond loversi cruel as their flame,

Cut in these trees their mistress' name;

Little, alas, they know or heed

How far these beauties her exceed!