On this, as parts decay'd by time and storms,
Arose these various disproportion'd forms;
Yet Gothic, all the learn'd who visit us
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(And our small wonders) have decided thus:
"Yon noble Gothic arch;" "That Gothic door;"
So have they said; of proof you'll need no more.
Here large plain columns rise in solemn style:
You'd love the gloom they make in either aile,
When the sun's rays, enfeebled as they pass