...the unwary sportsman constantly finds himself in the position of Andrew Marvel in the garden : — " Stumbling on melons as I pass, Ensnared with flowers I fall on grass." We however scrambled up the first range of hills, but finding no view was to be had in any direction,...

...the unwary sportsman constantly finds himself in the position of Andrew Marvel in the garden : — " Stumbling on melons as I pass, Ensnared with flowers I fall on grass." We however scrambled up the first range of hills, but finding no view was to be had in any direction,...

...speaking of sweet garden scenes : What wondrous life is this I lend ! Ripe appjes drop about my bead. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do...nectarine, and curious peach. Into my hands themselves do teach. C C. Stuml ling on melons,-as I pass. Insnarcd with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the...

...beauties her exceed! fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine I'pon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach....

...pate, the coolest possible draughting of white wine in the sun. It reminded me of Andrew Marvell— What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe Apples drop...Clusters of the Vine Upon my mouth do crush their Wine... As it happens nobody could be much less pretentious about food and wine than my epicurean host that...

...Eternity. The Grave's a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace.2 What wond'rous Life in this I lead! Ripe Apples drop about my head; The Luscious...of the Vine Upon my Mouth do crush their Wine; The Nectaren, and curious Peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on Melons, as I pass, Insnar'd...

...have their analogues in Marvell's account of physical pleasure in 'The Garden': What wond'rous Life in this I lead! Ripe Apples drop about my head; The Luscious...of the Vine Upon my Mouth do crush their Wine; The Nectaren, and curious Peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on Melons, as I pass, Insnar'd...

...almost aggressively forces itself upon the stroller in Marveil's rather better-known poem, The Garden': Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters...as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass." The element of threat in the more secular poem would be out of place in 'Bermudas', but the sense of...

...30 Only that she might laurel grow. And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, 40 Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. 6 Meanwhile the mind, from pleasures less, Withdraws into...

...quite conscious here. But what of these lines from Andrew Marvell's 'The Garden'? What wondrous life in this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious...clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine. (33-6) Whether or not this is a Spenserian allusion,9 it exploits a trait of style that in Spenser's...