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THE TRAVELS OF
ton, in his Paradiſe Loſt, gives a very natural deſcription of it in the following terms:
The fig—tree; not that kind for fruit renow'd;
But ſuch as at this day to Indians known
In Malabar, or Decan, ſpreads her arms.
Branching ſo bread and long, than in the ground
The bending twigs take root; and daughters grow
About the mother-tree a piilar'd ſhade!
High over-arch'd, and echoing walks between.
LETTER
