,
Free as thy stroke, yet faultless as thy line;
New graces yearly like thy works display,
Soft without weakness, without glaring gay;
Led by some rule, that guides, but not constrains;
And finish'd more through happiness than pains.
The kindred arts shall in their praise conspire,
One dip the pencil, and one string the lyre.
Yet should the Graces all thy figures place,
And breathe an air divine on ev'ry face;
Yet should the Muses bid my numbers roll
Strong as their charms, and gentle as their soul;
With Zeuxis' Helen thy Bridgewater vie,
And these be sung till Granville's Myra die:
Alas! how little from the grave we claim!
Thou but preserv'st a face, and I a name."

And shall we cut ourselves off from beauties like these with a
theory? Shall we shut up our books, and seal up our senses, to please
the dull spite and inordinate vanity of those "who have eyes, but they
see not--ears, but they hear not--and understandings, but they
understand not,"--and go about asking our blind guides, whether Pope
was a poet or not? It will never do. Such persons, when you point out to
them a fine passage in Pope, turn it off to something of the same sort
in some other writer. Thus they say that the line, "I lisp'd in numbers,
for the numbers came," is pretty, but taken from that of Ovid--_Et
quum conabar scribere, versus erat_. They are safe in this mode of
criticism: there is no danger of any one's tracing their writings to the
classics.

Pope's letters and prose writings neither take away from, nor add to
his poetical reputation. There is, occasionally, a littleness of manner,
and an unnecessary degree of caution. He appears anxious to say a good
thing in every word, as well as every sentence. They, however, give a
very favourable idea of his moral character in all respects; and his
letters to Atterbury, in his disgrace and exile, do equal honour to
both. If I had to choose, there are one or two persons, and but one or
two, that I should like to have been better than Pope!

Dryden was a better prose-writer, and a bolder and more varied
versifier than Pope. He was a more vigorous thinker, a more correct and
logical declaimer, and had more of what may be called strength of mind
than Pope; but he had not the same refinement and delicacy of feeling.
Dryden's eloquence and spirit were possessed in a higher degree by
others, and in nearl