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The laughing flowers, that round them blow,
And frantic Passions hear thy soft controul.
(i) Oh! Sovereign of the willing soul. Power of harmony to calm the turbulent passions of the soul. The thoughts are borrowed from the first Pythian of Pindar.
(k) Perching on the sceptred hand. This is a weak imitation of some beautiful lines in the same ode.
Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king
Now in circling troops they meet :
Glance their many-twinkling feet (m).
(1) Thee the voice, the dance obey. Power of harmony to produce all the graces of motion in the body. (m) Glance their many-twinkling feet. Μαρμαρυδας θηείτο ποδων θαύμαζε δε θυμώ.
Homer, Od. e.
Slow melting strains their Queen's approach de
clare : Where'er she turns the Graces homage pay.  With arms sublime, that float upon the air,
In gliding state she wins her easy way: O’er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of
 Slow melting strains their Queen's approach declare. This and the five flowing lines which follow are (as Mr. Mason observes) sweetly introduced by the short and unequal measures that precede them: the whole stanza is indeed a master-piece of rhythm, and charms the ear by its well-varied cadence, as much as the imagery which it contains ravishes the fancy. “ There is” (says Mr. Gray in one of his manuscript papers)“ a tout ensemble of sound, as well as of " sense, in poetical composition always necessary to its perfection. “ What is gone before still dwells upon the ear, and insensibly harmo« nizes with the present line, as in that succession of tleeting notes “ which is called Melody.” Nothing can better exemplify the truth of this fine observation than his own poetry.
 This line seems to have been imitated from Dryden's Fable of the Flower and the Leaf :
.“ For wheresoe'er she turn'd her face they bow'd.”
Δάμπει δ' επί πορφυρέησι
Phrynicus apud Atheneum.
And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate!
of war 
(0) Man's feeble race what ills await! To compensate the real or imaginary ills of life, the Muse was given us by the same Providence that sunds the day, by its cheerful presence to dispel the glovin and terrors of the night.
(0) Till down the eastern cliff's afar.
Or seen the Morning's well-appointed star
177 An anonymous writer suggests, that Mr. Grav has here been indebted to Euripides Phænissæ, ver. 173.
EwOLO by OLLOIC On.meday
To cheer the shiv'ring Native’s dull abode.
(9) In climes beyond the solar road. Extensive influence of poetic genius over the remotest and most uncivilized nations : its connection with liberty, and the virtues that pa. turally attend on it. (See the Erse, Norwegian, and Welsh Fragments, the Lapland and American songs, &c.] “ Extra anni solisque vias"
Virgil. . “ Tutta lontana dal camin del sole.”
Petrarch, Canzon. 2.