ar rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms;
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead,' &c.

Here it is clear that the word, and not the idea, _moon_,
produces the simple sheep and their shady _boon_, and that 'the
_dooms_ of the mighty dead' would never have intruded themselves
but for the 'fair musk-rose _blooms_.'

"Again--

'For 'twas the morn. Apollo's upward fire
Made every eastern cloud a silvery pyre
Of brightness so unsullied that therein
A melancholy spirit well might win
Oblivion, and melt out his essence fine
Into the winds. Rain-scented eglantine
Gave temperate sweets to that well-wooing sun;
The lark was lost in him; cold springs had run
To warm their chilliest bubbles in the grass;
Man's voice was on the mountains: and the mass
Of Nature's lives and wonders pulsed tenfold
To feel this sunrise and its glories old.'

Here Apollo's _fire_ produces a _pyre_--a silvery pyre--of
clouds, _wherein_ a spirit might _win_ oblivion, and melt his
essence _fine_; and scented _eglantine_ gives sweets to the
_sun_, and cold springs had _run_ into the _grass_; and then the
pulse of the _mass_ pulsed _tenfold_ to feel the glories _old_ of
the new-born day, &c.

"One example more--

'Be still the unimaginable lodge
For solitary thinkings, such as dodge
Conception to the very bourne of heaven,
Then leave the naked brain; be still the leaven
That, spreading in this dull and clodded earth,
Gives it a touch ethereal--a new birth.'

_Lodge_, _dodge_--_heaven_, _leaven_--_earth_, _birth_--such, in
six words, is the sum and substance of six lines.

"We come now to the author's taste in versification. He cannot
indeed write a sentence, but perhaps he may be able to spin a
line. Let us see. The following are specimens of his prosodial
notions of our English heroic metre:

'Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon,
The passion poesy, glories infinite.

'So plenteously all weed-hidden roots.

'Of some strange history, potent to send.

'Before the deep intoxication.

'Her scarf into a fluttering pavilion.

'The stubborn canvas for my voyage pr