Carey's commencement is dull--his close is good--but the whole will never, on this earth, be gotten by heart. Cowley's conceits are cruel in Pindar's case--yet, in spite of them, there is a strange sublimity in the strain--at the end moral grandeur. Reginald Heber and Abraham Moore--especially Reginald--excel Carey; but Pindar in English is reserved for another age. Dryden dashed at every poet--Theocritus, Lucretius, Persius, Horace, Juvenal, Ovid, Virgil, Homer--each in his turn unhesitatingly doth he take into his translating hands. In his Essay on Satire, he compares with one another the three Roman Satirists; but though he draws their characters with his usual force and freedom of touch, they are not finely distinctive--if coloured _con amore_, yet without due consideration. In the Preface to the Second Miscellany, he says of Horace's Satires, that they "are incomparably beyond Juvenal's, if to laugh and rally is to be preferred to raillery and declaiming." In his Essay, he says, "In my particular opinion, Juvenal is the more delightful writer." And again--"Juvenal is of a more vigorous and masculine wit; he gives me as much pleasure as I can bear; he fully satisfies my expectation; he treats his subject home; his spleen is raised, and he raises mine. I have the pleasure of concernment in all he says; he drives his reader along with him. * * * His thoughts are sharper; his indignation against vice more vehement; his spirit has more of the commonwealth genius; he treats tyranny and all the vices attending it, as they deserve, with the utmost rigour; and consequently a noble soul is better pleased with a zealous vindicator of Roman liberty, than with _a temporizing poet, a well-manner'd court-slave, and a man who is often afraid of laughing in the right place, who is ever decent because he is naturally servile_." Is this Quintus Horatius Flaccus!