have filled the world with harmonies, to which no echoes answer. Who shall sweep the strings of passion after Byron! Truly, with much thankfulness for the kind intentions of those who have written for Posterity, we might add that it is a pity they did not leave Posterity a little chance to write for himself. But since it is so, let us, with due credit, make free for a time with some of those same “lenders’ books,” for as George Wither quaintly says— “We are neither just nor wise, If present mercies we despise; Or mind not how there may be made A thankful use of what we had.” Room, then! for one of Dante’s Angels— “And now there came o’er the perturbed waves, Loud-crashing, terrible, a sound that made Either shore tremble, as if of a wind Impetuous, from conflicting vapors sprung, That ’gainst some forest driving all his might. Plucks off the branches, beats them down, and hurls Afar; then, onward passing, proudly sweeps His whirlwind rage, while beasts and shepherds fly. . . . . . . . . As frogs Before their foe, the serpent, through the wave Ply swiftly all, till at the ground each one Lies on a heap; more than a thousand spirits Destroyed, so saw I fleeing before one Who passed with unwet feet the Stygian sound, He, _from his face removing the gross air_, Oft his left hand forth stretched, and seemed alone Of that annoyance wearied. I perceived That he was sent from heaven; and to my guide Turned me, who signal made that I should stand Quiet and bend to him. Ah me! _how full_ _Of noble anger seemed he_. To the gate he came, and with his wand touched it, whereat _Open without impediment it flew_!” Compare this with Milton’s Raphael— “Down thither prone in flight He speeds, and through the vast ethereal sky Sailed between worlds and worlds, with steady wing, Now on the polar winds, then with quick fan Winnows the buxom air; till within soar Of towering eagles, to all fowls he seems A phœnix, gazed by all, as that sole bird, When to enshrine his reliques in the sun’s Bright temple, to Egyptian Thebes he flies.” Or the flight of Satan—