396 MEMOIRS OP 



Beau after beau expiring, prints the plain, 

 And Beauty triumphs o'er the archer train. 



Now, with light bound, fhe mounts her wreathed car, 

 Rolls her blue eyes, and waves her golden hair. 

 Fond youths bow homage as the wheels proceed, 

 Sigh as they gaze, and call the goddefs, SNEYD ! 



There are beautiful lines in this little 

 compofition, but it is not faultlefs. The 

 fourth and fifth couplet form the moft 

 ftriking and elegant picture which poetrj 

 can exhibit of a graceful young woman 

 employed in arrow-mooting. The epithet 

 carelefs has the accuftomed felicity of this 

 author, in giving character to his portraits ; 

 fince it implies that perfect confcioufnefs 

 of fkill which precludes all ftrain and effort 

 of attitude, fo prejudicial to grace ! In thefe 

 verfes Mifs Sneyd is defcribed as fending 

 the arrow from the yew, as Dry den makes 

 Cleopatra caft from her eyes the darts of 

 Love, on her voyage down the Cydnus ; 



