“Ecco mi giunto al strepitoso nido! It is only since yesterday that I can consider myself as settled here, having been a visiter, ever since my arrival, at Johnson’s suburbano, which is neither Allerton, nor Shepherd’s botanic paradise, but a sweet and peaceful little neat hut embosomed in a wilderness of shrubs; and, what I like better, entomologic weeds; a close and humble neighbour to the magnificent domain of some nauwab, but undisturbed by his four demons, ycleped gardeners.
“Where shall I begin, where end my thanks
* Life of Fuseli, p. 376. |
| LIFE OF WILLIAM ROSCOE. | 267 |
“In this humour you would not expect that, if I had business to impart, I should now speak of it; we always wake, and too soon, alas! from a delicious dream. Expect soon more.”
