19/36 I put on the garb and assumed the manners of a clown. My principal haunts were the lawns and gardens of Mettingen. In this delightful region the luxuriances of nature had been chastened by judicious art, and each successive contemplation unfolded new enchantments. For these reasons I long avoided the observation of your family, and chiefly visited these precincts at night. Many a night have I passed under its roof, revolving no pleasing meditations. |