sultry day, detained me for some time in an alcove reading Spenser,
and imagining myself but a few paces removed from the Idle Lake. I
would fain have loitered an hour more in this enchanted bower, had
not the gardener, whose patience was quite exhausted, and who had
never heard of the Red-Cross Knight and his achievements, dragged me
away to a sunburnt, contemptible hillock, commanding the view of a
serpentine ditch, and decorated with the title of Jardin Anglois.
Some object like decayed limekilns and mouldering ovens, is disposed
in an amphitheatrical form, on the declivity of this tremendous
eminence: and there is to be ivy, and a cascade, and what not, as my
conductor observed. A glance was all I bestowed on this caricature
upon English gardens; I then went off in a huff at being chased from
my bower, and grumbled all the road to Entsweigen; where, to our
misfortune, we lay amidst hogs and vermin, who amply revenged my
quarrels with their country.

July 20th.--After travelling a post or two, we came in sight of a
green moor, with many insulated woods and villages; the Danube
sweeping majestically along, and the city of Ulm rising upon its
banks. The fields in its neighbourhood were overspread with cloths
bleaching in the sun, and waiting for barks which convey them down
the great river, in ten days, to Vienna, and from thence through
Hungary, into the midst of the Turkish Empire. I almost envied the
merchants their voyage, and descending to the edge of the stream,
proffered my orisons to Father Danube, beseeching him to remember me
to the regions through which he flows. I promised him an altar and
solemn rites, should he grant my request, and was very idolatrous,
until the shadows lengthening over the unlimited plains on his
margin, reminded me that the sun would be shortly sunk, and that I
had still above fifteen miles to go. Gathering a purple iris that