...bounteous earth her od'rous flowers, and builds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. ;,• in. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one, Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother,...

...All bounteous earth her od'rous flowers, and builds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. in. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one. Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand. And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother.journey...

...yields All bounteous earth her odorous flower, and builds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother...

...and the exquisite scenery which they embellish, and from which they borrow much of their own beauty. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother...

...found on the Sheaf and the Don, with the tributary streams of the Rivelin, the Loxley, and the Eden : " Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...one Where sweetest valleys quit the wild and grand." The low buildings are let off to different grinders, each of whom has a trough, as it is called, where...

...feet upon his rock adored !' And then, perchance, ' O God ! on man look down ! ' " NATIVE RIVERS. " Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...quit the wild and grand And eldest forests, o'er the sylvan Don, Bid their immortal brother journey on, A stately pilgrim, watched by all the hills. Say,...

...down ! " ' We are glad to break away from these melancholy voices ; and lo, what is before us ! — ' Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from black mountains, mingle, and arc one Where sweetest valleys quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the sylvan Don, Bid...

...us ! — ' Five rivers, like the fingers of a band. Flung from black mountains, mingle, and arc ora Where sweetest valleys quit the wild and grand. And eldest forests, o'er the sylvan Don, Bid their immortal brother jonrney on, Л stately pilgrim, watched by all the hills. Say,...

...the following description of these five rivers, alluded to by Hovvitt, in his " Village Patriarch." " Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the sylvan Don, Bid their immortal brother journey on, A stately Pilgrim, watched by all the hills. Say,...

...woodbine of the fields ! Thou future treasure of the bee, that waits Gladly on thee, spring's harbinger ! when yields All bounteous earth her odorous flowers,...Say, shall we wander where, through warriors' graves, t \ The infant Yewden, mountain-cradled, trills Her doric notes ? Or, where the Locksley raves Of broil...