STRANGER! the MAN OF NATURE lies not here: br Enshrin'd far distant by his rival's side br His relics rest, there by the giddy throng br With blind idolatry alike revered! br Wiselier directed have thy pilgrim feet br Explor'd the scenes of Ermenonville. ROUSSEAU br Loved these calm haunts of Solitude and Peace; br Here he has heard the murmurs of the stream, br And the soft rustling of the poplar grove, br When o'er their bending boughs the passing wind br Swept a grey shade. Here if thy breast be full, br If in thine eye the tear devout should gush, br His SPIRIT shall behold thee, to thine home br From hence returning, purified of heart.