the form divine,
And TASTE sits smiling upon Beauty's shrine.
[Footnote: _The wavy lawns_, l. 207. When the babe, soon
after it is born into this cold world, is applied to its
mother's bosom; its sense of perceiving warmth is first
agreeably affected; next its sense of smell is delighted with
the odour of her milk; then its taste is gratified by the
flavour of it; afterwards the appetites of hunger and of
thirst afford pleasure by the possession of their objects,
and by the subsequent digestion of the aliment; and lastly,
the sense of touch is delighted by the softness and
smoothness of the milky fountain, the source of such variety
of happiness.
All these various kinds of pleasure at length become
associated with the form of the mother's breast; which the
infant embraces with its hands, presses with its lips, and
watches with its eyes; and thus acquires more accurate ideas
of the form of its mother's bosom, than of the odour and
flavour or warmth, which it perceives by its other senses.
And hence at our maturer years, when any object of vision is
presented to us, which by its waving or spiral lines bears
any similitude to the form of the female bosom, whether it be
found in a landscape with soft gradations of rising and
descending surface, or in the forms of some antique vases, or
in other works of the pencil or the chisel, we feel a general
glow of delight, which seems to influence all our senses; and
if the object be not too large, we experience an attraction
to embrace it with our arms, and to salute it with our lips,
as we did in our early infancy the bosom of our mother. And
thus we find, according to the ingenious idea of Hogarth,
that the waving lines of beauty were originally taken from
the temple of Venus.]
"Where Egypt's pyramids gigantic stand,
And stretch their shadows o'er the shuddering sand;
Or where high rocks o'er ocean's dashing floods
Wave high in air their panoply of woods;
Admiring TASTE delights to stray beneath
With eye uplifted, and forgets to breathe;
Or, as aloft his daring footsteps climb,
Crests their high summits with his arm sublime. 230
[Footnote: _With his arm sublim
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