* * * * * The following verses were sent to me anonymously, by the post; as they shew the author to be well acquainted with the works of Mr. Fuseli, I trust the reader will think with me, there needs no apology for inserting them in this place. It is conjectured that they are from the pen of a young lady, who is alike distinguished for personal attractions and amiability, as for her taste and knowledge; the daughter of a gentleman who has been frequently mentioned in this Memoir. A VISION. Last night I sunk to sleep's soft power resign'd, When wizard Fancy's wand, before my mind, Conjur'd in dreams a visionary shew, That seem'd with vivid Truth's warm tints to glow. By young Favonius' fragrant pinions fann'd, 5 Amidst Elysian groves I seem'd to stand; Here, when th' immortal spirit quits its clay, The sons of Genius dwell in endless day: Not they who empires founded, or o'erthrew, Who conquer'd worlds, or who discover'd new; 10 Not Philip's headlong son, not Scipio's foe, Nor Julius, guilty of his country's woe; In these fair fields the scourges of mankind Reap'd not the meed to virtuous fame assign'd. Here Music sweeps her lyre; her heav'nly lay 15 The Passions hear, enraptur'd, and obey: Here dwells th' immortal Virgin Poesy, A noble wildness flashing in her eye; Inspired Bards around the Goddess throng, And catch the accents flowing from her tongue. 20 Entranced, whilst gazing on the blissful scene, I mark'd a Deity of matchless mien, Her port majestic, in each motion grace, Fairer she shone than nymphs of mortal race: I recognis'd the Sov'reign of that art, 25 Which through the eye finds entrance to the heart; Plac'd on an eminence, she sat alone, Below her vot'ries press'd around her throne. Great Vinci first, with greater Angelo, Sublime expression frowning on his brow, 30 Led on the daring Tuscan band severe: Next Raphael with calm dignity drew near, Who join'd to grand conception just design, Conducting the majestic Roman line; Then Titian with a gay and brilliant throng, 35 Sprung from the sea-born city, mov'd along; Corregio in succession next pass'd by, Leading the graceful School of Lombardy. A genius vast, original, and bold, The numerous band of Holland's sons controll'd; 40 And with his Flemish train, of pomp profuse, The gorgeous Rubens dazzled e'en the Muse. In order due arranged on either hand, Beside the silent Queen they take their stand;