In 1746 there appeared a small volume entitled “Odes on Various Subjects,” a collection of fourteen odes by Joseph Warton.[216] The influence of Milton is especially seen in the odes “To Fancy,” “To Health,” and to “The Nightingale,” but all betray definitely the source of their inspiration. Thus in the first named: Me, Goddess, by the right hand lead Sometimes thro’ the yellow mead Where Joy and White-robed Peace resort And Venus keeps her festive court. All the odes of Warton betray an abundant use of abstractions, in the midst of which he rarely displays anything suggestive of spontaneous inspiration. His few personifications of natural powers are clearly imitative. “Evening” is “the meek-eyed Maiden clad in sober gray” and Spring comes array’d in primrose colour’d robe. We feel all the time that the poet drags in his stock of personified abstractions only because he is writing odes, and considers that such devices add dignity to his subject. At the same time it is worth noting that almost the same lavish use of these lay figures occurs in his blank verse poem, “The Enthusiast,” or “The Lover of Nature” (1740), likewise written in imitation of Milton, and yet in its prophetic insight so important a poem in the history of the Romantic revival.[217] Lines such as Famine, Want and Pain Sunk to their graves their fainting limbs are frequent, while there is a regular procession of qualities, more or less sharply defined, but not poetically suggestive enough to be effective. The younger of the two brothers, Thomas Warton, who by his critical appreciation of Spenser did much in that manner to help forward the Romantic movement, was perhaps still more influenced by Milton. His ode on “The Approach of Summer” shows to what extent he had taken possession of the verse, language, and imagery of Milton: Haste thee, nymph, and hand in hand With thee lead a buxom band Bring fantastic-footed Joy With Sport, that yellow-tressed boy; Leisure, that through the balmy sky, Chases a crimson butterfly. But nearly all his poems provide numerous instances of personified abstraction, especially the lines “Written at Vale Abbey,” which seems to exhaust, and present as thin abstractions, the whole gamut of human virtues and vices, emotions and desires.[218]