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is, from mountains like the Alps. And the pedant surely intrudes, but when was blank verse without pedantry? when he tells how Planets absolve the stated round of Time.

It is generally known to the readers of poetry that he interded to revise and augment this work, but died before he had completed his design. The reformed work as he left it, and the additions which he had nade, are very properly retained in the late collection. He seems to have somewhat contracted his diffusion; but I know not whether he has gained in closeness what he has lost in spendor. In the additional book, the Tale of Solon is too long. One

great defect of his poem is very properly censured by Mr. Walker, unless it may be said in his defence, that what he has omitted was not properly in his plan. “ His picture of man is grand and beauti“ful, but unfinished. The immortality of the soul, « which is the natural consequence of the appetites and

powers the is invested with, is scarcely once hinted “ throughout the poem. This deficiency is amply “ supplied by the masterly pencil of Dr. Young; who, “ like a good philosopher, has invincibly proved the “ immortality of man, from the grandeur of his con

ceptions, and the meanness and misery of his state; for this reason, a few passages are selected from the

Night Thoughts, which, with those from Akenside, “ seem to form a complete view of the powers, situa“ tion, and end of man.” Exercises for Improvement in Elocution, p. 66.

His other poems are now to be considered; but a short confideration will dispatch them. It is not easy to guess why he addicted himself so diligently to lyrick 5

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poetry, having neither the ease and airiness of the lighter, nor the vehemence and elevation of the grander ode. When he lays his ill-fated hand upon his harp, his former powers seem to desert him; he has no longer his luxuriance of expression, nor variety of images. His thoughts are cold, and his words inelegant. Yet such was his love of lyricks, that, having written with great vigour and poignancy his Epistle to Curio, he transformed it afterwards into an ode disgraceful only to its author.

Of his odes nothing favourable can be said; the fentiments commonly want force, nature, or novelty ; the diction is sometimes harsh and uncouth, the stanzas ill-constructed and unpleasant, and the rhymes disfonant, or unskilfully disposed, too distant from each other, or arranged with too little regard to established use, and therefore perplexing to the ear, which in a short composition has not time to grow familiar with an innovation.

To examine such compofitions singly, cannot be required; they have doubtless brighter and darker parts : but when they are once found to be generally dull, all further labour may be spared; for to what ufe can the work be criticised that will not be read?

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HOMAS GRAY, the son of Mr. Philip Gray, TH

a scrivener of London, was born in Cornhill, November 26, 1716. His grammatical education he received at Eton under the care of Mr. Antrobus, his mother's brother, then assistant to Dr. George; and when he left school, in 1734, entered a pensioner at Peterhouse in Cainbridge.

The transition from the school to the college is, to moít young scholars, the time from which they date their

years of manhood, liberty, and happiness; but Gray seems to have been very little delighted with academical gratifications ; 'he liked at Cambridge neither the mode of life nor the fashion of study, and lived sullenly on to the time when his attendance on lectures was no longer required. As he intended to profess the Cominon Law, he took no degree.

When he had been at Canıbridge about five years, Mr. Horace Walpole, whose friendship he had gained at Fton, invited him to travel with him as his companion. They wandered through France into Italy; and Gray's Letters con ain a very pleasing account of

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many parts of their journey. But unequal friendships are easily diffolved: at Florence they quarrelled, and parted; and Mr. Walpole is now content to have it told that it was by his fault. If we look however without prejudice on the world, we shall find that men, whose consciousness of their own merit fets them above the compliances of servility, are apt enough in their association with superiors to watch their own dignity with troublesome and punctilious jealousy, and in the fervour of independance to exact that attention which they refuse to pay. Part they did, whatever was the quarrel; and the rest of their travels was doubtless more unpleasant to them both. Gray continued his journey in a manner suitable to his own little fortune, with only an occasional servant.

He returned to England in September 1741, and in about two months afterwards buried his father; who had, by an injudicious waste of money upon a new house, so much leffened his fortune, that Gray thought himself too poor to study the law. He therefore retired to Cambridge, where he soon after became Bachelor of Civil Law; and where, without liking the place or its inhabitants, or professing to like them, he passed, except a short residence at London, the rest of his life.

About this time he was deprived of Mr. Weft, the son of a chancellor of Ireland, a friend on whom he appears to have set a high value, and who deserved his esteem by the powers which he shews in his Letters, and in the Ode to May, which Mr. Mason has preserved, as well as by the fincerity with which, when Gray sent him part of Agrippina, a tragedy that he bad just begun, he gave an opinion which probably

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intercepted the progress of the work, and which the judgement of every reader will confirm. It was certainly no loss to the English stage that Agrippina was never finished:

In this year (1742) Gray seems first to have applied himself seriously to poetry; for in this year were produced the Ode to Spring, his Prospect of Eton, and his Ode to Adversity. He began likewise a Latin poem, Principiis cogitandi.

It may be collected from the narrative of Mr. Mafon, that his first ambition was to have excelled in Latin poetry : perhaps it were reasonable to wish that he had prosecuted his design ; for though there is aç present some embarrassment in his phrase, and some harshness in his Lyrick numbers, his copiousness of language is such as very few poffefs; and his lines, even when imperfect, discover a writer whom practice would quickly have made skilful.

He now lived on at Peterhouse, very little solicitous what others did or thought, and cultivated his mind and enlarged his views without any other purpose than of improving and amusing himself; when Mr. Mason, being elected fellow of Pembroke-hall, brought him a companion who was afterwards to be his editor, and whose fondness and fidelity has kindled in him a zeal of admiration, which cannot be reasonably expected from the neutrality of a stranger and the coldness of a critick.

In this retirement he wrote (1747) an ode on the Deatb of Mr. Walpole's Cat; and the year afterwards attempted a poem of more importance, on Government and Education, of which the fragments which remain have many excellent lines.

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