1. Berry's Hill -
I BERRY'S HILL
Who gave this spot the name of Berry's Hill?
I know not, and in sooth care not to know;
For names, like fashions, often come and go
By mere caprice of arbitrary will;
But 'tis a lovely spot — enough of skill
Hath been employ'd to make it lovelier show,
Yet not enough for art to overthrow
What Nature meant should be her livery still.
That gleaming lakelet sparkling in the ray
Of summer sunshine; these embowering trees,
Rustled each moment by the passing breeze;
And those which clothe with many-tinted spray
Yon wooded heights; green meads with flowerets gay;
Each gives to each yet added powers to please.
Who gave this spot the name of Berry's Hill?
I know not, and in sooth care not to know;
For names, like fashions, often come and go
By mere caprice of arbitrary will;
But 'tis a lovely spot — enough of skill
Hath been employ'd to make it lovelier show,
Yet not enough for art to overthrow
What Nature meant should be her livery still.
That gleaming lakelet sparkling in the ray
Of summer sunshine; these embowering trees,
Rustled each moment by the passing breeze;
And those which clothe with many-tinted spray
Yon wooded heights; green meads with flowerets gay;
Each gives to each yet added powers to please.
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