Here playful yet, in ftripling years unripe, Like fpectres fwarming to the wifard's hall; A weeping mourner, fmote with anguish fore, And sternly shakes his fceptre, dropping blood. By the fame. Far from the fun and fummer gale, Thine too these golden keys, immortal boy! Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the facred fource of fympathetick tears.' Gray's Ode on the Progrefs of Poefy. 3 An ingenious perfon, who fent Mr. Gray his remarks anonymoufly on this and the following Ode foon after they were publifhed, gives this ftanza and the following a very juft and wellexpreffed eulogy: "A poet is perhaps never more conciliating than Next Shakspeare fat, irregularly great, Those aw'd by terrors of his magick wand, The which not all their powers united might withstand. Lloyd's Progress of Envy, 1751. Oh, where's the bard, who at one view And tore the leaf from nature's book. Lloyd's Shakespeare, a Poem. when he praifes favourite predeceffors in his art. Milton is not more the pride than Shakspeare the love of their country: It is therefore equally judicious to diffufe a tenderness and a grace through the praife of Shakspeare, as to extol in a ftrain more elevated and fonorous the boundlefs foarings of Milton's imagination." The critick has here well noted the beauty of contraft which refults from the two defcriptions; yet it is further to be obferved, to the honour of our poet's judgement, that the tenderness and grace in the former, does not prevent it from ftrongly characterising the three capital perfections of Shakspeare's genius; and when he describes his power of exciting terror (a fpecies of the fublime) he ceafes to be diffufe, and becomes, as he ought to be, concife and energetical. MASON. In the first seat, in robe of various dies And, paffing nature's bounds, was fomething more. 1 GB. Cipriani pinx! RRead Sculp THE NYMPH OF IMMORTALITY attended by the loves crowning the Bust of Shak |