CONTENTS. The Alphabetical Lists in Section 19, contain a great SECTION 1. THE PRAISE OF GARDENING. It is of importance to the welfare of any art, that those whose taste inclines towards it, should have a good opinion of its utility, and competent notions of its principles. It is therefore the design of the present section, to shew the degree of estimation that the art of gardening is worthy of; and it is the object of the next, to assist in the acquiring that knowledge of Nature, upon which the art so much depends. Not to enlarge upon the profits of gardening, its employments are certainly conducive to health of body, and peace of mind; and great indeed are the charms and recreations of a garden well stocked, and well managed by the hand, or under the direction of the owner himself: It at all times serves him as a source of rational amusement, and honest satisfaction. The praise of gardening, it is presumed, can hardly be too much extolled; and, as its praise has been set forth by the best of men, and most respectable of writers, it may better answer the present purpose to produce their sentiments, than to attempt new ones. What we admire, we praise; and when we praise, Acknowledged, others may admire it too. COWPER. The great Lord Bacon's opinion of gardening, as given in the motto of the title page, is certainly B both just and honourable. The agreeable Cowley speaks of his darling subject of nature as enjoyed in a garden, thus: When God did man to his own likeness make, As far as earth could such a likeness bear! By the quick hand of his omnipotent word; And well he knew, what place would best agree, bow This may our judgment in the search direct;3 Gop the first garden made, and the first city,Cain. and When Epicurus to the world had taught teoThat pleasure was the chiefest good, (And was perhaps i'th'right, if rightly understood) And in a garden's shade, that sovereign pleasure sought. May there find cheap and virtuous luxury. Nor does this happy place only dispense Here health itself does live, That salt of life, which does to all a relish give, Methinks I see great Dioclesian walk In the Salonian garden's noble shade, I see him smile, methinks, as he does talk If I, my friends, said he, should to you show In triumph to the capitol I trod, To thank the Gods, and to be thought myself a God. Mr. Cowley's passion for retirement was indeed very strong; but might he not well say, "Is there not a cause?" He had been conversant in high and public life, and was very glad to leave Those dangerous posts, where customs ill agree As one reason for his going out from Sodom (as he speaks) to his little Zoar, he asks, Who that has reason and his smell With exhalations of dirt and smoak; And all th' uncleanness which does drown Another poet (Clericus) retiring from town to a cottage and a garden, says, I strait betook myself to trace the laws Often amused with feats of gardening, Should any disbelieve, I here invite -Uncorrupt and happy days were those ART OF GARDENING. Mr. Evelyn, who had so great knowledge and experience in the way of gardening, speaks its praise in these words: Though the gardener's life be a laborious one, yet is it full of tranquillity and satisfaction. A condition furnished with the most innocent, laudable and purest of earthly felicities; and such as does certainly make the nearest approaches to that blessed state, where only they enjoy all things without pains. Mr. Addison says, I look upon the pleasure which we take in a garden, as one of the most innocent delights of human life. A garden was the habitation of our first parents before the fall. It is naturally apt to fill the mind with calmness and tranquillity, and to lay all its turbulent passions at rest. It gives a great insight into the contrivance and wisdom of providence; and suggests innumerable subjects for Ineditation. Mr. Hercey, in his Meditations, on return from a walk, having entered the flower garden, and called it a beautiful spot, says, "Here nature always pleasing, every where lovely, appears with peculiar at, tractions. Yonder she seems dressed in her deshabille; grand, but irregular. Here she calls in her hand-maid art; and shines in all the delicate ornaments, that the nicest cultivation can convey. Those |