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Bacon ; Newton.
Which form’d, and finish'd its stupendous plan,
Great Bacon's * soul first led the daring way; Then Newton's system call'd the world to day; Hurl'd from his throne, the ruthless king of night, Pierc'd his retreat and put his hosts to flight: 40
refinement, therefore, may have been introduced into the works of the moderns, the spirit and invention of Homer have ever continued without a rival: for which reason I am far from pretending to assert that the poet of Persia is equal to that of Greece, but there is certainly a very great resemblance between the works of those extraordinary men. Both drew their images from Nature herself, without catching them only by reflection, and painting in the manner of the modern poets, the likeness of a likeness ; and both possessed, in an eminent degree, that rich and creative invention which is the very soul of poetry.”
* It is well known in the literary world, that the discoveries of Newton, excepting those which belong to pure mathematics, were derived from those outlines drawn by the bold hand of Bacon. Newton has exhibited a perfect and accurate system, but he had the example and directions of Bacon. “ It would nevertheless (says Dr. Gerard) be a question of very difficult solution, which of the two possessed the greatest genius; Newton's inquiries concerning bodies the most subtle or the most remote, seem to demand an acuteness and compass of invention, which we might pronounce adequate to all the investigations of Bacon, though his discoveries in mathenjatics, perfectly original, were not extant to give a sanction to the judgment."
Demosthenes; Cicero; Lord Chatham.
The soul oft needs excitements to impel
* Demosthenes. + Cicero.
The Earl of Chatham last appeared in the House of Lords, the 2d of April, 1778. He was then ill and debilitated. He spoke in favour of a motion of the Duke of
Influence of Love.
. --Genius is rous'd to labour and excel
By those whom ages say have written well. .
69 Wakes all her powers and pours her fervent lays, Shakes from her hold the drowsy sloth of years, And all her zeal, and all her strength uprears
Love often wakes the poet's soul of fire,
Richmond, for an address to his majesty, to dismiss his ministers and make peace with America. At the close of his long speech he was overcome and was seized with a convulsive fit---of the effects of which he died on the 4th of April.
* See Dryden's admirable tale of Cymon and Iphigenia.
Story of Orlando and Anna.
Where rolls the Forth his wild romantic flood, Amid the moor an humble dwelling stood; There liv'd an honest pair whose only joy, Dwelt in their child, a simple shepherd boy; With Fancy, kindled by the breath of Fame, They gave their son Orlando's sounding name. A modest blush, an honest heart he had, And every village neighbour bless'd the lad. 90 Serenely o'er his head had eighteen years Flown, unembitter'd by remorseless tears. He lov'd his pipe, and when the vale was still, His strain came sweeten'd from the shady hill; Nature he lov'd in all her various forms, Her sleeping green, her mountain beat by storms, Her winding stream, her ever rolling waves, Her cooling shades, her deep and dismal caves.
Thus smild his days" but why the tale proHe saw fair Anna---Anna'woke his song; (long?" Her lovely limbs a snowy vestment bound, 101 A silken cincture clasp'd her form around; Hung careless on her back her, dusky hair, And wavd in ringlets to the sportive air. Her smile awaken'd every hope of love, Her modest mildness would that hope reprove: A pensive sorrow shaded o'er her face, Admiring Nature gave her every grace.
Forlorn Situation of Orlando.
Orlando lov'd---but all his vows were vain,
Heedless he rov'd while deeper clouds o'erspread,