Hail, venerable boughs, that in mid sky
Spread broad and deep your leafy canopy!
Hail, cool, refreshing shade, abode most dear
To the sun-wearied traveler, wand’ring near!
Hail, close inwoven bow’rs, fit dwelling-place
For insect tribes, and man’s imperial race!
Me, too, reclining in your green retreat,
Shield from the blazing day’s meridian heat.
_Translation of_ J. H. MERIVALE.