9.--TRUST ME, MY PISOS!] _Credite Pisones!_

Monsieur Dacier, at a very early period, feels the influence of _the

personal address_, that governs this Epistle. Remarking on this passage,

he observes that Horace, anxious to inspire _the Pisos _with a just

taste, says earnestly _Trust me, my Pisos! Credite Pisones! _an

expression that betrays fear and distrust, lest _the young Men _should

fall into the dangerous error of bad poets, and injudicious criticks,

who not only thought the want of unity of subject a pardonable effect

of Genius, but even the mark of a rich and luxuriant imagination.

And although this Epistle, continues Monsieur Dacier, is addressed

indifferently to Piso the father, and his Sons, as appears by v. 24 of

the original, yet it is _to the sons in particular _that these precepts

are directed; a consideration which reconciles the difference mentioned

by Porphyry. _Scribit ad Pisones, viros nobiles disertosque, patrem et

filios; vel, ut alii volunt,_ ad pisones fratres.

Desprez, the Dauphin Editor, observes also, in the same strain, Porro

_scribit Horatius ad patrem et ad filios Pisones, _praesertim vero ad

hos.

The family of the _Pisos_, to whom Horace addresses this Epistle, were

called Calpurnii, being descended from Calpus, son of Numa Pompilius,

whence, he afterwards stiles them _of the Pompilian Blood. Pompilius

Sanguis! _

10.--THE VOLUME SUCH] Librum _persimilem. Liber_, observes Dacier, is a

term applied to all literary productions, of whatever description. This

remark is undoubtedly just, confirms the sentiments of Jason de Nores,

and takes off the force of all the arguments founded on Quintilian's

having stiled his Epistle LIBER de _arte poetica_.

Vossius, speaking of the censure of Scaliger, "_de arte, sine arte_,"

subsoins sed fallitur, cum [Greek: epigraphaen] putat esse ab Horatio;

qui inscipserat EPISTOLAM AD PISONES. Argumentum vero, ut in Epistolarum

raeteris, ita in bâc etiam, ab aliis postea appositum fuit.

l9.----OFT WORKS OF PROMISE LARGE, AND HIGH ATTEMPT.] Incaeptis gra-

nibus plerumque, &c. Buckingham's _Essay on Poetry_, Roscommon's _Essay

on Translated Verse_, as well as the Satires, and _Art Poetique_ of

Boileau, and Pope's _Essay on Criticism_, abound with imitations of

Horace. This passage of our Author seems to have given birth to the

following lines of Buckingham.

'Tis not a slash of fancy, which sometimes,

Dazzling our minds, sets off the slighted rhimes;

Bright as a blaze, but in a moment done;

True Wit is everlasting, like the Sun;

Which though sometimes behind a cloud retir'd,

Breaks out again, and is the more admir'd.

The following lines of Pope may perhaps appear to bear a nearer

resemblance this passage of Horace.

Some to _Conceit_ alone their taste confine,

And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line;

Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit;

One glaring chaos, and wild heap of wit.

_Essay on Criticism._

49.---Of th' Aemilian class ] _Aemilium circa ludum_--literally, near

the Aemilian School; alluding to the Academy of Gladiators of Aemilius

Lentulus, in whose neighbourhood lived many Artists and Shopkeepers.

This passage also is imitated by Buckingham.

Number and Rhime, and that harmonious found,

Which never _does_ the ear with _harshness_ wound,

Are _necessary_, yet but _vulgar_ arts;

For all in vain these superficial parts

Contribute to the structure of the whole

Without a _Genius_ too; for that's the _Soul_:

A _Spirit_ which inspires the work throughout

As that of _Nature_ moves the world about.

_Essay on Poetry._

Pope has given a beautiful illustration of this thought,

Survey THE WHOLE, nor seek slight faults to find

Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind;

In wit, as Nature, what affects our hearts,

Is not th' exactness of peculiar parts;

'Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call,

But the joint force and full result of all.

Thus when we view some well-proportion'd dome,

(The world's just wonder, and ev'n thine, O Rome!)

No single parts unequally surprise,

All comes united to th' admiring eyes;

No monstrous height, or breadth, or length appear;

THE WHOLE at once is bold and regular.

_Essay on Criticism._

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