" In Kent and Christendom
Among the Muses.'

(Sir Thos. WYATT.)

CANTERBURY :

PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY G, WOOD, AND MAY BE HAD OF
NILSSRS. LONGMAN, HURST, AND CO. PATERNOSTER-ROW,

LONDON ; AND ALL OTHER BOOKSELLERS.

TO

MY FRIEND MR. THOMAS CULLING,

OF

Canterbury.

Scorn not the wreath, all humble though it be,

A wild-flow'r garland from thy native plains,
Glean'd in the Muse's path, where blossom free
Flowers of all hues, and woodland melody

Blends its rude music with the solemn strains
Of airy harps and antique minstrelsy: -

Whether I search amid the hoär remains
Of Medway-water'd Allington, or rove
Beneath the “sacred shade" of Penshurst-grove ;

Or Cranbrook's vale, and Rother's banks invite

My wandering feet; or, with increas'd delight, Thine own fair Stour, which all the Muses love : Thee for my guide, each hallow'd scene I trace, And taught by thee revere the Genius of the place.