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Rh To meet their loves:—such as had none at all, Came lovers home from that great festival. For every street, like to a firmament, Glister'd with breathing stars, But far above the loveliest Hero shin'd, And stole away th' enchanted gazer's mind: Nor that night-wandering, pale, and watery star, (When yawning dragons draw her whirling car, From Latmos' mount, up to the gloomy sky, Where crown'd with blazing light and majesty She proudly sits), more over-rules the flood, Than she the hearts of those that near her stood."

But this preface swells apace, and the conclusion seems to retire before me as I advance like an ignis fatuus. Chapman's portion still hangs on my hands, but I shall dispatch him in a few words, both on account of what has been heretofore said of him in the preface to his Hymns of Homer, and for the sake of the reader, who has been all-too-long amused with vain speeches in the cold portico of our theatre. It appears almost idle to point out where the supplement commences, as the style of our noble