dyship: and are executed with a spirit and correctness
which would have done credit to the most successful disciple
of Rembrandt. A copy of the work, which had been presented
to the late Right Hon. C.F. Greville, produced, at the sale
of his books, the sum of sixteen guineas.]
LIS. You allude to the STRAWBERRY HILL Press?[457]
[Footnote 457: For the gratification of such
desperately-smitten bibliomaniacs, who leave no stone
unturned for the possession of what are called STRAWBERRY
HILL _Pieces_, I subjoin the following list of books,
printed at the celebrated seat of Sir Horace Walpole
(afterwards Lord Orford) at Strawberry Hill: situated
between Richmond and Twickenham, on the banks of the Thames.
This list, and the occasional bibliographical memoranda
introduced, are taken from the collection of Strawberry Hill
books in the library of the Marquis of Bute, at Luton; all
of them being elegantly bound by Kalthoeber, in red
morocco.----I. _Two Odes by Mr. Gray._ "[Greek: phonanta
synetoisi]," Pindar Olymp. II. Printed for R. and J.
Dodsley, 1757, 4to., 19 pages, 1000 copies. In these copies
there is sometimes (but very rarely) prefixed a short poem
of six stanzas, in alternate rhyme, "To Mr. Gray, on his
Poems." As there were _only six copies_ of these verses
printed, I subjoin them:
Repine not, Gray, that our weak dazzled eyes
Thy daring heights and brightness shun,
How few can track the eagle to the skies,
Or, like him, gaze upon the sun!
The gentle reader loves the gentle muse,
That little dares, and little means,
Who humbly sips her learning from _Reviews_,
Or flutters in the _Magazines_.
No longer now from learning's sacred store,
Our minds their health and vigour draw;
HOMER and PINDAR are revered no more,
No more the _Stagyrite is law_.
Though nurst by these, in vain thy muse appears
To breathe her ardours in our souls;
In vain to sightless eyes, and deaden'd ears,
Thy lightning gleams, and thunder rolls!
Yet droop not GRAY, nor quit thy heav'n-born art:
Again thy wondrous powers reveal,
Wake slumb'ring virtue in the _Briton's_ heart.
And rouse us to _reflect_ and _feel_!
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