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feems to involve a contradiction; the tenth is exquisitely beautiful; the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth, are partly mythological, and partly religious, and therefore not suitable to each other: he might better have made the whole merely philosophical.
There are two stanzas in this
be suspected, though hardly convicted, of having consulted the Hymnus ad Umbram of Wowerus, in the sixth stanza, which answers in some fort to these lines:
Illa suo præeft nocturnis numine facrisPerque vias errare novis dat spectra figuris, Manesque excitos medios ululare per agros Sub noctem, et queftu notos complere penates.
And again, at the conclusion:
His Hymn to Light is not equal to the other. He seems to think that there is an Eaft abfolutę and positive where the Morning rises.
In the last stanza, having mentioned the sudden eruption of new created Light, he says,
Awhile th’Almighty wondering stood. He ought to have remembered that Infinite Knowledge can never wonder. All wonder is the effect of novelty upon ignorance.
Of his other poems it is sufficient to say that they deserve perusal, though they are not always exactly polished, and the rhymes are sometimes very ill forted, and though his faults seem rather the omissions of idleness than the negligences of enthusiasm,
THOMAS TICKELL, the son of the
reverend Richard Tickell, was born in 1686 at Bridekirk in Cumberland; and in April 1701 became a member of Queen's College in Oxford; in 1708 he was made Master of Arts, and two years afterwards was chosen Fellow; for which, as he did not comply with the statutes by taking orders, he obtained a dispensation from the Crown. He held his Fellowship till 1726, and then vacated it, by marrying, in that year, at Dublin.
Tickell was not one of those scholars who wear away their lives in closets; he entered early into the world, and was long busy in publick affairs; in which he was initiated under the patronage of Addison, whose notice he is said to have gained by his verses in praise of Rosamond.