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mediately folio wed the paternal exclamation. 

 Beyond the utmoft power of the pencil do 

 the fix grand verfes of this paflage image 

 death by fhipwreck ; but the " white bones 

 and " ivory arms"of the concluding line, are 

 every way exceptionable. They difturb the 

 awful impreffion made on the mind by the 

 laft fea-fliriek. Aiming to be pathetic they 

 are in reality ludicrous, the ivory arms of 



bones ! The bones of ivory arms we might 

 underftand, though it would be affecled 

 expre-ffion, but the converfe terms feem 

 nonfenfe. One of the firft of our exifting 

 poets, Mr. Crowe, public orator at Oxford, 

 whofe compofitions, by their genuine ex- 

 cellence, atone for their too limited quan- 

 tity, has told this fad ftory with folemn 

 and fimple beauty in his Lewefdon Hill, 

 one of the nobleft local poems in our 

 language. In his narration we find no- 

 thing which can ftrictly be termed pidtu- 

 refque, though the four introduttory lines 



are 



