full
gratification of another sense in autumn. And now we have come hither,
what painter can draw a landskip more charming and beautiful to the eye,
than an old Newington peach-tree laden with fruit in August, when the
sun has first begun to paint one side of the fruit with such soft and
tempting colours? The apricot, the pear, the cherry and plum, when they
appear in plenty as they ought, present themselves to the eye at the
time of ripening in very inviting blushes. In short, all the several
sorts of fruit trees have such pleasing varieties, that were there no
other sense to be gratified but the sight, they may vie with a parterre
even of the finest flowers." He thus mentions the month of _July_:--"How
beautiful and refreshing are the mornings and evenings of such days,
when the very air is perfumed with pleasant odours, and every thing that
presents itself to the eye gives fresh occasion to the devout admirer to
praise and adore the Great Creator, who hath given such wisdom and power
to man to diversify nature in such various instances, and (for his own
use, pleasure, and profit,) to assist her in all her operations." This
worthy clergyman might have applied to the delights of a garden, the
sacred words of scripture:--"her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all
her paths are peace."[75]

ALEXANDER POPE. Numerous are the engraved portraits of this graceful and
harmonious poet. Noble's continuation of Granger, gives all, or the
greater part of the engravings from his portraits, from which it will be
seen, that he was drawn by Kneller, by Richardson, by many others, and
particularly by his friend Jervas. As a portrait painter, Mr. Jervas
was far from eminent. Pope's attachment to him, however, has enshrined
his name in glowing lines to future generations. The portraits of Pope
which Jervas drew, were done _con amore_. Mr. Jennings, of Cheapside,
has prefixed to his elegant folio edition of the "Essay on Man," a
_whole-length_ of Mr. Pope, from after Jervas. In Dodsley's Collection
of Poems, vol. iii. is a very striking bust of Mr. Pope, as an
accompaniment to Mr. Dodsley's affecting poem to his memory, which he
entitles _The Cave of Pope_. Surely this bust must have strongly
resembled Pope, or Mr. Dodsley would not have inserted it. The profile
to Ruffhead's Life, in 4to. 1769, _must_ have been a likeness, or Bishop
Warburton would not have permitted its insertion. His age was then
twenty-four. It is finely engraved by