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May we never feel the full pathos of this 

 affecting passage.* 



I may, perhaps, be thought by many of 

 my readers, to have indulged myself too 

 long in my passion for village scenery. I 

 must repeat as my excuse, what I said when 

 I first entered on the subject, that "there is 

 no scene where such a variety of forms and 

 embellishments may be introduced at so 

 small an expence, and without any thing 



* Pope's translation of this passage, though the Hnes aie 

 very pleasing, is far from having the pathos of the original. 



Each gushing fount a marble cistern fills. 

 Whose polish'd bed receives the falling rills ; 

 Where Trojau dames, e'er yet alarm'd by Greece, 

 Wash'd their fair garments in the days of peace. 



The diflGerence, I believe, arises in a great degree from 

 the different arrangement of the circumstances. In Homers 

 •all the descriptive part comes first, while the reflection is 

 entirely reserved to the last; an art (if such it may be called, 

 where there is no appearance of any) of which there are 

 other striking instances in that great fatiier of poetry. 

 The word alarviedf also, does not express, what is clear- 

 ly expressed in the original, the actual invasion of the 

 cgimtry. 



