tered among the trees, the birds were singing on the lofty branches, and the whole scene was calculated to inspire pleasure and serenity; even Ferdinand felt the enthusiasm of the moment; he looked round with delight:—"Ah! (said he) the face of nature shines on all its children; happy is the mind that can enjoy the pure pleasures that it so freely offers, free from corroding care, or guilty self-upbraidings! How much happier is the lowly peasant than his proud guilty Lord, who riots in unlawful pleasures, forgetful of the sting that follows in the voice of conscience; whilst the humble shepherd rises blithe and innocent, pursues his daily occupation, blessed with content, he gathers in his flock at night, thankfully partakes the healthful food his family provides, and sinks to rest undisturbed and happy!"
Full of these thoughts he pursued his way until he reached the foot of the mountain, and descended into a narrow, wild and obscure glen, where nothing relieved the eye but high and lofty hills covered with trees
