And now divided into four main Streams, Run divers, wand'ring many a famous Realm And Country whereof here needs no account, But rather to tell how, if Art could tell, How from that Sapphire Fount the crisped Brooks, Rolling on Orient Pearl and sands of Gold, With mazy error under pendant shades Ran Nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flow'rs worthy of Paradise which not nice Art In Beds and curious Knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on Hill and Dale and Plain... 