"Some deem'd him wondrous wise, and some believed him mad;"
or in his curse upon the Cock, the line—
"And ever in thy dreams the ruthless fox appear;"
or the burst of description, how like the scene when the clouds suddenly disperse, and show us
"the evening star.
And from embattled clouds emerging slow,
Cynthia came riding in her silver car:
And hoary mountain cliffs shone faintly from afar."
His smaller poems possess many felicitous lines. The
Ode to Peace
closes splendidly, and the
Hermit
is little inferior to Gray's