XIII.

"Love rules the Camp, the Court, the Grove,--for Love Is Heaven, and Heaven is Love:"[620]--so sings the bard; Which it were rather difficult to prove (A thing with poetry in general hard). Perhaps there may be something in "the Grove," At least it rhymes to "Love:" but I'm prepared To doubt (no less than landlords of their rental) If "Courts" and "Camps" be quite so sentimental.