Inftru&ts the Fowls of Heaven; and thro' their Breasts.
Thefe Arts of Love diffuses? What? but GOD!
Infpiring GOD! who boundless Spirit all,

And unremitting Energy, pervades,
Subfifts, adjusts, and agitates the 'bole.
He ceafelefs works alone, and yet alone
Seems not to work, fo exquifitely fram'd
Is this Complex, amazing Scene of Things.

Spring, ver. 796.

And thus the Perpetuity, and Unchangeablenefs of the Heavenly Bodies

WITH what a perfect World-revolving Power
Were first th' unweildy Planets launch'd along
Th' illimitable Void! Thus to remain,
Amid the Flux of many thousand Years,
That oft has fwept the bufy Race of Men,
And all their labour'd Monuments away,
Unrefting, changeless, matchless, in their Course;
To Night and Day, with the delightful Round
Of Seafons, faithful; not excentric once?
So pois'd, and perfect is the vast Machine.

THEN Spring the living Herbs, profufely wild
O'er all the deep-green Earth, beyond the Power
Of BOTANIST to number up their Tribes. &c.-
But who their Virtues can déclare? who pierce
With Vision pure into thefe fecret Stores

Of Life, and Health, and Joy? The Food of Man
While yet be liv'd in Innocence, and told

A Length of golden Years, unflefb'd in Blood,

A Stranger

A Stranger to the savage Arts of Life,

Death, Rapine, Carnage, Surfeit, and Difeafe,
The Lord, and not the Tyrant of the World.

Spring, ver. 247.

Another in Laudem Diluculi

FALSELY luxurious, will not Man awake,
And, starting from the Bed of Sloth, enjoy
The cool, the fragrant, and the filent Hour,
To Meditation due and facred Song?

And is there ought in Sleep can charm the Wife?
To lie in dead Oblivion, lofing half
The fleeting Moments of too short a Life?
Total Extinction of th' enlighten'd Soul!
Or else to feaverish Vanity alive,

Wilder'd, and toffing thro' diftemper'd Dreams?
Who would in fuch a gloomy State remain,
Longer than Nature craves; when every Mufe,
And every blooming Pleafure wait without,
To bless the wildy-devious Morning Walk?

Summer, ver. 66.

His next to prefumptuous Infidels
AND lives the Man, whose universal Eye
Has fwept at once th' unbounded Scheme of Things;
Mark'd their Dependance fo, and firm Accord,
As with faultering Accent to conclude

That This aileth nought? Has any feen
The mighty Chain of Beings! -

Summer, ver. 296.

The laft a ferious Contemplation in a gloomy Winter's Night

AS yet 'tis Midnight wafte. The weary Clouds,
Slow-meeting, mingle into folid Gloom. &c.-

And

And now, ye lying Vanities of Life!
Ye ever-tempting, ever-cheating Train!
Where are ye now? and what is your Amount?
Vexation, Difappointment, and Remorse.
Sad, fickening Thought! and yet deluded Man,
A Scene of crude disjointed Vifions past,
And broken Slumbers, rifes ftill refolv'd,
With new-flush'd Hopes to run the giddy Round,
Winter, ver. 191.

IN SECTION XIX. which, thro' the Injury of Time, is, as many of the reft are, imperfect, LONGINUS fhews, That as ASYNDETONS raife, fo in SECTION XXI. that POLYSYNDETONS or Copulatives enervate Stile. See both thefe Figures in Book I. The two Afyndetons following are Mr. THOMSON's.

tors

The first, the Pleasure of Faithful Precep

WHEN infant Reafon grows apace-it calls
For the kind Hand of an affiduous Care:
Delightful Tafk! To rear the tender Thought,
To teach the young Idea how to shoot,
To pour the fresh Inftruction o'er the Mind,
To breathe th' infpiring Spirit, to implant
The generous Purpofe in the glowing Breaft.

OBS. XXI. v

Spring, ver. 1067.

ANNOTATIONS.

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ERE's the whole Leaves are fuppos'd to fourth great be wanting.

Gap in the MSS. where two

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The other a Midfummer Rapture WELCOME, ye Shades! ye bowery Thickets, bail! Ye lofty Pines! ye venerable Oaks!

Ye Afbes wild, refounding o'er the Steep!
Delicious is your Shelter to the Soul,

As to the hunted Hart the fallying Spring!

Summer, ver. 392.

IN SECTION XX. he fhews that a Complication of Figures makes a lively Impreffion on the Mind, and gives an Instance from Demofthenes of a beautiful Congeries of ANAPHORA, DIATYPOSIS, and ASYNDETON. All which fee in Book I. Claufes ANAPHORA begins alike. DIATYPOSIS paints Things to the Life. ASYNDETON drops AND thro' Haste or Passion.

My Inftance of the Complication of all these three Figures from Mr. THOMSON is an Addrefs to the Ladies to diffuade 'em from Hunting

BUT if the rougher Sex by this red Sport
Are burry'd wild, let not fuch horrid Joy
E'er ftain the Bofom of the British Fair.
Far be the Spirit of the Chace from them!
Uncomely Courage, unbefeeming Skill,

To fpring the Fence, to rein the prancing Steed,
The Cap, the Whip, the Masculine Attire,
In which they roughen to the Senfe, and all
The winning Softness of their Sex is loft.
Made up of Blushes, Tenderness and Fears,
In them 'tis graceful to diffolve at Woe;
And from the fmalleft Violence to shrink. -

Know

Know they to feize the captivated Soul
In Rapture warbled from the radiant Lip;
To fwim along, and fwell the mazy Dance;
To train the Foliage o'er the Snowy Lawn;
To play the Pencil, turn th' inftructive Page;
To give new Flavour to the fruitful Year ;
To give Society it's highest Tafte;

To make well-order'd Home Man's best Delight;
To fweeten all the Toils of Human-Life ;

This be the Female Dignity and Praife.

Autumn, ver. 564.

I am, SIR,

Yours, &c.

LETTER VIII.

SIR,

IN

Holt, May 17.

N SECTION XXII. our excellent Critic treats of HYPERBATON (which fee in Book I.) a Figure which is thus prais'd and defcrib'd by HORACE

Ordinis hæc Virtus erit, & Venus (aut ego fallor) Ut jam nunc dicat, jam nunc debentia dici Pleraque differat & præfens in tempus omittat. Art. Poet. ver. 42.

VIRGIL and MILTON, not only in their Diction but in the Plans of their feveral Poems, have observed it; the first beginning his Æneid G

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