OR, A SERIES O F DIALOGUES AND LETTERS, UPON THE Most Important and Interefting Subjects. IN TWO VOLUMES. By JAMES HERVEY, A. M. For Zion's fake will I not hold my Peace, and for Jeru- VOL. fi. THE THIRD EDITION. DUBLIN: Printed in the Year M. DCC. LVIII. SERIES O F Carra aele DIALOGUES. T DIALOGUE XIII. HE Morning had been wet, At Noon the Rain ceased. But the Heavens ftill continued gloomy.-Towards Evening, a gentle eastern Gale fprung up; which diffipated the dead Calm, and cleared the Face of the Sky. The Sun, which had been muffled in Clouds, dropped the Veil. Difengaged from the dufky Shroud, he fhone forth with peculiar Splendor. His Beams, endeared by their late Sufpenfion, were doubly welcome, and produced unufual Gaiety. At this Juncture, Theron and Afpafio walked abroad. They walked alternately on the Terraces; one of which was oppofite to the Country, the other contiguous to the Parterre.-Where the Gales, impregnated with the fresheft Exhalations of Nature, breathed the Smell of Meads, and Heaths, and Groves. Or elfe, fhaking the Clufters of Rofes, and sweeping the Beds. of Fragrance, they flung Balm and Odours through the Air. At a Distance, were heard the Bleatings of the Flock, mingled with the Lowings of the milky Mo thers. While more melodious Mufic, warbled from the neighbouring Boughs, and spoke aloud the Joy VOL. II. A of |