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a walk through Wales

by Richard Warner

Excerpt:

"Sweet-beam'd, and shedding oft through lucid clouds "A pleasing calm—"

A gentle western breeze, that seemed to bring health and pleasure on its wings, played around us; the hills echoed the thousand "melodies of morn;" the woods rang with harmony; and we confessed that the animated description of the poet was not the language of fiction.

"But who the melodies of morn can tell?

"The wild brook babbling down the mountain-side;

"The lowing herd, the sheepfojd's simple bell j

"The pipe of early shepherd dim descry'd

"In the lone valley; echoing far and wide

'' The clamorous horn along the cliffs above}

"The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide, "The hum of bees, and linnet's lay of love, "And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.

"The cottage curs at early pilgrim bark; "Crown'd with her pai^he tripping milk-maid singsj "The whistling ploughman stalks afield; and hark! "Down the rough slope the pond'rous waggon rings; "Through rustling corn the hare astonish'd springs; "Slow tolls the village clock the drowsy hour; "The pattridge bursts away on whirring wings; "Deep mourns the turtle in sequester'd bower, "And shrill lark carols clear from her aerial tower."

Beatiie's Minstrel.

As we were desirous to avoid Bristol, for our object is neither "tower'd cities," nor " the busy hum of men," we passed it on the left, and continued our walk to Westbury, a village about fifteen miles from Bath. Here the sign of the Goat caught our attention, and considsring it as a propitious omen, and emblematic of the expedition in which we are engaged, we determined to breakfast under its venerable figure; though the house from which it hung as a signal of invitation to the passing traveller, did not appear to be such as would afford us very sumptuous fare. Nor, indeed, did its externals deceive us; the milk was thin, the bread stale, and the water half cold; but such is the magical operation of kind attention and a willingness to oblige, that notwithstanding these little defects in our entertainment, we left the Goat in as perfect harmony of temper with its civil mistrtS$ and her attentive hand-maid, as if they had spread before us the substantial cream of a good dairy, and the relishing Sally-Luns of Sydney-Gardens.

No circumstance worth observation occurred till we were within a mile of the New Passage, when hearing the rattling of a carriage, we turned round, and perceived we should soon be overtaken by a cart which contained two fashionable young females. I am sorry to confess, my friend, that, philosophers as we are, we felt confounded at the idea of being discovered by SO smart a party, on foot, in the turnpike-road, and equipped as I have described ourselves to be 3 nor was our confusion lessened, when we perceived that one of the ladies was a distant acquaintance of each of us. I must also acknowledge, that this emotion of false shame was the more unpardonable, as C and I had before worked ourselves, by divers arguments and much reasoning, into a fancied heroism in this respeft; having been aware that sych trials of vanity might befal us, and

having coolly discussed the absurdity of allowing them to gall our feelings, or wound our pride. The moment, however, that the inquiring eye of Miss surveyed usaibi omnis

effusas labor,—our philosophy vanished into air; our laboured reasonings fell to the ground; our fancied heroism flew ofF in a tangent; and we found that speculation and pra&ice were not quite so necessarily connected together as cause and effeft.

Before we reached the Passage, we had again recovered our senses, and acquired a sufficient degree of confidence to accost the ladies, whom we saw on the beach. It now appeared, (and we were not a little amused at the discovery,) that they had been as much distressed at being seen riding in a cart, as we were, walking in the public road, with our wallets at our backs. Mutual explanations took place. They assured us, they had ventured to ascend the ignoble machine, because it was the only vehicle which could be procured in the village where they lodged; and we declared we had chosen to walk through Wales, because we were passionately fond of the exercise, and avoided, by adopting that plan, the care, trouble, and inconvenience of horses and carriages.


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