The Grayishness. The exquisite scholarship, and the high artifice of the words and music--yet all in perfect adaptation to the scene and its essential character. Is there not in that union and communion of the solemn-profound, and the delicate-exquisite, something Cathedral-like? Which has the awe and infinitude of Deity and Eternity, and the prostrations and aspirations of adoration for its basis--expressed in the general structure and forms; and all this meeting and blent into the minute and fine elaboration of the ornaments? Like the odours that steal and creep on the soft, moist, evening air, whilst the dim hush of the Universal Temple dilates and elates. The least and the greatest in one. Why not? Is not that spiritual--angelical--divine! The least is not too exiguous for apprehension--the amplest exceeds not comprehension--and their united power is felt when not understood. I speak, Seward, of that which might be suggested for a primary fault in the Elegy--the contrast of the most artful, scholarly style, and the simple, rude, lowly, homely matter. But you shall see that every fancy seizes, and every memory holds especially those verses and wordings which bring out this contrast--that richest line-- "The breezy call of incense-breathing morn!" is felt to be soon followed well by that simplest-- "No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed"---- where--I take "lowly" to imply low in earth--humbly turfed or flowered--and of the lowly. SEWARD. And so, sir, the pomp of a Cathedral is described, though a village Church alone is in presence. So Milton, Cromwell, and other great powers are set in array--that which these were not, against that which those were. NORTH. Yet hear Dr Thomas Brown--an acute metaphysician--but an obtuse critic--and no Poet at all. "The two images in this stanza ('Full many a gem,' &c.,) certainly produce very different degrees of poetical delight. That which is borrowed from the rose blooming in solitude pleases in a very high degree, both as it contains a just and beautiful similitude, and still more as the similitude is one of the most likely to have arisen in such a situation. But the simile in the two first lines of the stanza, though it may perhaps philosophically be as just, has no other charm, and strikes us immediately as not the natural suggestion of such a moment and such a scene. To a person moralising amid a simple Churchyard, there is perhaps no object that would not sooner have occurred than this piece of minute jewellery--'a gem of purest ray serene, in the unfathomed caves of ocean.'" SEWARD. A person moralising! He forgot that person was Thomas Gray. And he never knew what you have told us now. NORTH.