, in his
Metamorphoses
, has shewn us how the Imagination may be affected by what is Strange. He describes a Miracle in every Story, and always gives us the Sight of some new Creature at the end of it. His Art consists chiefly in well-timing his Description, before the first Shape is quite worn off, and the new one perfectly finished; so that he every where entertains us with something we never saw before, and shews Monster after Monster, to the end of the
Metamorphoses
.
If I were to name a Poet that is a perfect Master in all these Arts of working on the Imagination, I think
Milton
may pass for one: And if his
Paradise Lost
falls short of the