Whose Walls more awful nod,
By thy religious gleams.’
And the last:—
‘So long regardful of thy quiet rule,
Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace,
Thy gentlest influence own,
And love thy favourite name!’
[118]. Hammond. James Hammond (1710–1741). See Johnson’s Lives of the Poets. He seems to have died of love. His Love Elegies, in imitation of Tibullus, were published posthumously.
Mr. Coleridge (in his Literary Life). See ed. Bohn, p. 19. ‘[I] felt almost as if I had been newly couched, when by Mr. Wordsworth’s conversation, I had been induced to re-examine with impartial strictness Gray’s celebrated Elegy.’
The still sad music of humanity. Wordsworth’s Tintern Abbey.