who had long identified himself with good causes in Russia,

So, too, they sought the grottos of the Nymphs-

The woodland haunts discovered as they ranged-

From forth of which they knew that gliding rills

With gush and splash abounding laved the rocks,

The dripping rocks, and trickled from above

Over the verdant moss; and here and there

Welled up and burst across the open flats.

As yet they knew not to enkindle fire