Scott
The bombastic "immense smile of air, &c.," better omitted.
Ritson
Qute Miltonic—"enormous bliss"—and both, I presume, alike caviare to the Quaker.
He comes! he comes! in every breeze the power
Of philosophic melancholy comes!
His near approach, the sudden-starting tear,
The glowing cheek, the mild dejected air,
The soften'd feature, and the beating heart,
Pierced deep with many a virtuous pang, declare.
Scott
This fine picture is greatly injured by a few words. The power should have been said to come "upon the breeze;" not "in every breeze;" an expression which indicates a multiplicity of approaches. If he came "in every breeze," he must have been always coming—
Ritson