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what anfwers to the piclurefque, the fub- 

 lime, and the beautiful, that is, between 

 the rough, and feemingly neglected parts 

 — the forcible and majeftic images he at 

 other times prefents — and the extreme 

 foftnefs and voluptuoufnefs of his beauti- 

 ful paflages — is much more finking than 

 in Virgil ; and therefore by many his ftyle 

 has been preferred to that of his more 

 equal, but lefs original rival. Both, how- 

 ever, are far removed from coarfe and 

 Ilovenly negligence, and from infipid 

 fmoothnefs. But though neither thefe, 

 nor any other didactic poems have the 

 leaft analogy to a garden fcene, yet there 

 is enough of modern poetry that will per- 

 fectly fuit many modern pleafure-grounds. 

 Who is there that has not read, or tried to 

 read, under the name of poems, a number 

 of fmooth, flowing verfes, equally void of 

 imagery and inftruction ? 



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