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P. 159, 1. 10.-And such, his labour done, the calm He knows.-"At ill sunt, animum tanquam emeritis stipendiis libidinis, ambitionis, contentionis, tiarum, cupiditatum omnium, secum esse, secumque (ut dicitur) vivere?"Senectute.

P. 159, 1. 20.-Watches his bees at hiving-time.

"Hinc ubi jam emissum caveis ad sidera cœli
Nare per æstatem liquidam suspexeris agmen,
Contemplator."-VIRGIL.

P. 160, 1. 5.-Immovable for ever there to freeze!-She was under all h and looked less like a ship incrusted with ice than ice in the fashion of a shi the Voyage of Captain Thomas James, in 1631.)

P. 162, 1. 3.-Lo, on his back a Son brings in his Sire.-An act of fili represented on the coins of Catana, a Greek city, some remains of which to be seen at the foot of Mount Etna. The story is told of two brothe in this manner saved both their parents. The place from which they was long called the field of the pious; and public games were annually hel to commemorate the event.

P. 162, 1. 7.-From harp or organ!-What a pleasing picture of domest given to us by Bishop Berkeley in his letters! "The more we have of good ments the better: for all my children, not excepting my little daughter, play, and are preparing to fill my house with harmony against all events; we have worse times, we may have better spirits."

-See the Alcestis of Euripides, v. 328.

P. 162, 1. 19.-Who lives not for another.-" How often," says an e writer, "do we err in our estimate of happiness! When I hear of a man noble parks, splendid palaces, and every luxury in life, I always inquire w has to love; and if I find he has nobody, or does not love those he has midst of all his grandeur I pronounce him a being in deep adversity."

P. 162, 1. 28.-0 thou all-eloquent, whose mighty mind.-Cicero. It is able that, among the comforts of Old Age, he has not mentioned those from the society of women and children. Perhaps the husband of Terer "the father of Marcus felt something on the subject, of which he was w spare himself the recollection."

P. 165, 1. 2.—And stars are kindling in the firmament.-An old write off in a very lively manner at a later hour of the night: "But the Hyades in the heavens, and to keep our eyes open any longer were to act our An The Huntsmen are up in America, and they are already past their first Persia."

It is introduced also, and very happily, by two great masters: by Virg Sack of Troy, and by Raphael in the "Incendio di Borgo."

BEFORE I Conclude, I would say something in favour of the old-fashioned triplet which I have here ventured to use so often. Dryden seems to have delighted in it, and in many of his poems has used it much oftener than I have done, as for instance in the "Hind and the Panther,"1 and in "Theodore and IIonoria," where he introduces it three, four, and even five times in succession.

If I have erred anywhere in the structure of my verse from a desire to follow yet earlier and higher examples, I rely on the forgiveness of those in whose ear the music of our old versification is still sounding.

1 "Pope used to mention this poem as the most correct specimen of Dryden's versification. It was indeed written when he had completely formed his manner, and may be supposed to exhibit, negligence excepted, his deliberate and ultimate scheme of metre."--JOHNSON.

2" With regard to trisyllables, as their accent is very rarely on the last, they cannot properly be any rhymes at all: yet nevertheless I highly commend those, who have judiciously and sparingly introduced them, as such."-GRAY.

1

The sheeted spectre, rising from the tomb,
Points to the murderer's stab, and shudders by;
In every grove is felt a heavier gloom,
That veils its genius from the vulgar eye:

The spirit of the water rides the storm,

And, thro' the mist, reveals the terrors of his form.

I. 3.

O'er solid seas, where Winter reigns,
And holds each mountain-wave in chains,
The fur-clad savage, ere he guides his deer
By glistering starlight thro' the snow,
Breathes softly in her wondering ear
Each potent spell thou bad'st him know.
By thee inspired, on India's sands,
Full in the sun the Bramin stands ;

And, while the panting tigress hies

To quench her fever in the stream,

His spirit laughs in agonies,

Smit by the scorchings of the noontide beam.
Mark who mounts the sacred pyre,'
Blooming in her bridal vest :

She hurls the torch! she fans the fire!

To die is to be blest :

She clasps her lord to part no more,
And, sighing, sinks! but sinks to soar.

O'ershadowing Scotia's desert coast,

The Sisters sail in dusky state,

2

And, wrapt in clouds, in tempests tost,

Weave the airy web of Fate;

While the lone shepherd, near the shipless main,3

Sees o'er her hills advance the long-drawn funeral train.

1 The funeral rite of the Hindoos.

The Fates of the Northern Mythology. (See Mallet's Antiquities.) 3 An allusion to the second sight.