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oppofite direction, ftrike their tufted heads ! 

 But if that fun be fetting, while the tem- 

 peft is brewing over the hemifphere, black 

 towards the eaft lurid more purple and 

 glowing with red, as it advances towards 

 the weft then it is, that the utmoft value 

 is given to it's effeSt. The caftle, the lake, 

 or the foreft-fcene, whether viewed in fhadow 

 againft the ruddy light, or illumined under 

 the ftorm ; appear in full grandeur ; and we 

 fee all that light and made in extreme 

 contention, yet fully harmonized, can pro- 

 duce. 



Vain are thy hopes by colouring to difplay 



The bright effulgence of the noon-tide ray; 



Or paint the full-orbed ruler of the flues 



With pencils dipt in dull, terreftrial dies. 



But when mild evening fheds her golden light, 



When morn appears, arrayed in modeft white ; 



When foft fuffufions of the vernal fhower, 



Dims the pale fun ; or, at the thund'ring hour, 



When wrapt in crimfon clouds, he hides his head; 



Then catch the glow, and on the canvas fpread. 



I know no appearance indeed in nature, 

 that is more awfully grand, than the con- 

 junction of a ftorm, and a fun-fet, on fome 

 noble mafs of foreft-fcenery. We may eafily 

 conceive, that ignorance and fuperflition might 



magnify 



