I led a wandering life among the fields; Three years thus wandering, often have I view'd, As if because her tale was at an end She wept; because she had no more to say I. THE BROTHERS*. "THESE Tourists, Heaven preserve us! needs must live A profitable life: some glance along, Rapid and gay, as if the earth were air, * This Poem was intended to conclude a series of pastorals, the scene of which was laid among the mountains of Cumberland and Westmoreland. I mention this to apologize for the abruptness with which the poem begins. But, for that moping Son of Idleness, |