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Ant. Walker Inv. Del.et Sculp
Millions of suppliant Crouds the Shrine attend, And all degrees before the Goddess bend; • The Poor, the Rich, the Valiant, and the Sage, And boasting Youth, and narrative
Temple of Fame.
N that foft season, when descending show'rs Call forth the greens,and wake the rifing flow'rs; When op'ning buds falute the welcome day, And earth relenting feels the genial ray; As balmy sleep had charm'd my cares to reft, 5 And love itself was banish'd from my breast, (What time the morn mysterious vifions brings, While purer flumbers fpread their golden wings)
VER. 1. In that foft feafon, etc.] This Poem is introduced in the manner of the Provencial Poets, whose works were for the moft part Visions, or pieces of imagination, and constantly defcriptive. From thefe, Petrarch and Chaucer frequently borrow the idea of their poems. See the Trionfi of the former, and the Dream, Flower and the Leaf, etc. of the latter. The Author of this therefore chofe the fame fort of Exordium. P.
A train of phantoms in wild order rofe,
I stood, methought, betwixt earth, feas,and skies; The whole creation open to my eyes: In air felf-balanc'd hung the globe below, Where mountains rife and circling oceans flow; Here naked rocks, and empty waftes were seen, 15 There tow'ry cities, and the forefts green: Here failing fhips delight the wand'ring eyes; There trees, and intermingled temples rise; Now a clear fun the fhining scene difplays, The tranfient landscape now in clouds decays, 20 O'er the wide Profpect as I gaz'd around, Sudden I heard a wild promifcuous found, Like broken thunders that at diftance roar, Or billows murm'ring on the hollow fhore: Then gazing up, a glorious pile beheld, Whose tow'ring fummit ambient clouds conceal'd.
VER. II etc.] These verses are hinted from the following of Chaucer, Book ii.
Tho' beheld I fields and plains,
High on a rock of Ice the structuré lay,
VER. 27. High on a rock of Ice, etc.] Chaucer's third book of Fame.
It flood upon fo high a rock;
But at the laft efpied I,
Tho faw I all the hill y-grave
Ther names by, for out of drede
Some fresh engrav'd appear'd of Wits renown'd;
And fix their own, with labour, in their place:
VER. 41. Nor was the work impair'd, etc.]
For on that other fide I fey
That I on hem gan to poure: