The Beauty of the Country

From Thomas Morton’s New English Canaan, (1883 Edition Ed. Charles Francis Adams)

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In the month of June Anno Salutis 16[24] it was my chance to arrive in the parts of New England with thirty servants, and provisions of all sorts fit for a plantation. And, whiles our houses were building, I did endeavor to take a survey of the country. The more I looked, the more I liked it. And when I had more seriously considered of the beauty of the place, with all her fair endowments, I did not think that in all the known world it could be paralleled. For so many goodly groves of trees, delicate fair large plains, dainty fine round rising hillocks, sweet crystal fountains and clear-running streams that twine in fine meanders through the meads, making so sweet a murmuring noise to hear as would even lull the senses with delight asleep, so pleasantly do they glide upon the pebblestones, jetting most jocundly where they do meet; and hand in hand, run down to Neptune’s court to pay the yearly tribute which they owe to him as sovereign lord of all the springs. Contained within the volume of the land, fowls in abundance, fish in multitudes; and discovered besides, millions of turtledoves upon the green boughs, which sit pecking of the full, ripe, pleasant grapes that are supported by the lusty trees; whose fruitful loads do cause their arms to bend. Where, here and there dispersed, you might see lilies, and of the Daphnean tree; which made the land to me seem paradise. For in mine eye, ‘twas Nature’s Masterpiece, her chiefest magazine of all where lives her store. If this land be not rich, then is the whole world poor.