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Eloisa to be "infinitely superior to everything of the kind, ancient or modern." The tears shed, says Hazlitt of the same poem, "are drops gushing from the heart; the words are burning sighs breathed from the soul of love." And De Quincey ends an eloquent criticism by declaring that the "lyrical tumult of the changes, the hope, the tears, the rapture, the penitence, the despair, place the reader in tumultuous sympathy with the poor distracted nun." The pathos of the Unfortunate Lady has been almost equally praised, and I may, quote from it a famous passage which Mackintosh repeated with emotion to repel a charge of coldness brought against Pope:—

By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed,By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed,By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd,By strangers honour'd and by strangers mourn'd!What though no friends in sable weeds appear,Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year,And bear about the mockery of woeTo midnight dances and the public show?What though no weeping loves thy ashes grace,Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face?What though no sacred earth allow thee room,Nor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd o'er thy tomb?Yet shall thy grave with rising flowers be dress'd,And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast;There shall the mom her earliest tears bestow,There the first roses of the year shall blow;While angels with their silver wings o'ershadeThe ground, now sacred by thy reliques made.

The more elaborate poetry of the Eloisa is equally polished throughout, and too much praise cannot easily be bestowed upon the skill with which the romantic scenery of the convent is indicated in the background, and the force with which Pope has given the revulsion of feeling of

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