My willing fancy chooses;

More hopeful field is here indeed,

Than when I lead the Muses.

Ci-devant Genius of the Age.

The Brocken has a good broad back,

Like the High-Dutch Parnassus;

The Jury here no man can pack,

Or with proud silence pass us.

Inquisitive Traveller.

Say, who is he so stiff that goes,