24. A whitewash'd wall, a nicely sanded floor, A varnish'd clock that clicks behind the door, A chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day; While broken tea-cups, wisely kept for show, Ranged on the chimney, glisten in a row. GOLDSMITH--_Deserted Village_. 25. How beautiful it stands, Behind its elm-trees' screen, With simple attic cornice crown'd, All graceful and serene! MRS. SIGOURNEY. 26. O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Your thoughts as boundless and your soul as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey your empire, and behold your _home_! BYRON. 27. A _pastoral scene_ of your own land, Groves darkly green, neat farms, and pastures gay With golden flowers; brooks stealing over sand, Or smooth-worn pebbles, murmuring light away;-- Blue rye-fields, yielding to the gentle hand Of the cool west wind; scented fields of hay, Falling in purple bloom! PERCIVAL. 28. A pleasant aspect shall your _parlor_ wear,-- Pictures, and busts, and books, and flowers, And a light hearth where one may sit for hours, And feel the minutes in their rapid flight, Yet never think to count them as they go; The mind, in converse sweet, beguiled so. MRS. A. M. WELLS. 29. A light commodious _chamber_ Looking out to the hills, and where the shine Of the great sun may enter. MARY HOWITT. 30. It is a _chosen plot of fertile land_, Emongst wide waves sett, like little nest, As if it had by nature's cunning hand Bene choycely picked out from all the rest, And laid forth for ensample of the best. SPENSER. 31. A _mansion_, where _domestic love_ And truth breathe simple kindness to the heart; Where white arm'd childhood twines the neck of age; Where hospitable cares light up the hearth, Cheering the lonely traveller on his way. MRS. GILMAN. 32. Thine be a _cot beside the hill_: A beehive's hum shall sooth thine ear; A willowy brook that turns the mill With many a fall, shall linger near. ROGERS. 33. The dense city's roofs Throng around thee, and the vertic' sun Pours from those glowing tiles a fervid heat Upon your shrinking nerves. MRS. SIGOURNEY. 34. A _lodge_ of ample size, But strange of structure and device; Of such materials, as around The workman's hand has readiest found. SCOTT. 35. Among the jumbled heap of murky buildings. KEATS.