_The glory and the scandal of the age_?
_Satire against Poetry_.

It seems evidently borrowed by Pope, when he applies the thought to
Erasmus:--

At length Erasmus, that great injured name,
The _glory of the priesthood_ and the _shame_!

Young remembered the antithesis when he said,

Of some for _glory_ such the boundless rage,
That they're the blackest _scandal_ of the age.

Voltaire, a great reader of Pope, seems to have borrowed part of the
expression:--

_Scandale_ d'Eglise, et des rois le modele.

De Caux, an old French poet, in one of his moral poems on an hour-glass,
inserted in modern collections, has many ingenious thoughts. That this
poem was read and admired by Goldsmith, the following beautiful image
seems to indicate. De Caux, comparing the world to his hour-glass, says
beautifully,

_C'est un verre qui luit,
Qu'un souffle peut detruire, et qu'un souffle a produit._

Goldsmith applies the thought very happily--

Princes and lords may flourish or may fade;
_A breath can make them, as a breath has made._

I do not know whether we might not read, for modern copies are sometimes
incorrect,

A breath _unmakes_ them, as a breath has made.

Thomson, in his pastoral story of Palemon and Lavinia, appears to have
copied a passage from Otway. Palemon thus addresses Lavinia:--

Oh, let me now into a richer soil
_Transplant_ thee safe, where vernal _suns_ and showers
Diffuse their warmest, largest influence;
And of my _garden_ be the pride and joy!

Chamont employs the same image when speaking of Monimia; he says--

You took her up a _little tender flower_,
---- and with a careful loving hand
_Transplanted_ her into your own fair _garden_,
Where the _sun_ always shines.

The origin of the following imagery is undoubtedly Grecian; but it is
still embellished and modified by our best poets:--

----While universal _Pan_,
Knit with the _graces_ and the _hours, in dance
Led_ on th' eternal spring.
_Paradise Lost_.

Thomson probably caught this strain of imagery:

Sudden to heaven
Thence weary vision turns, where _leading soft
The silent hours_ of love, with purest ray
Sweet _Venus_ shines.
_Summer_, v. 1692.

Gray, in repeating this imagery, has