Fallen, fallen, a silent heap; their heroes all Sunk in their urns:--Behold the pride of pomp, The throne of nations fallen; obscured in dust Even yet majestical.--The solemn scene Elates the soul! DYER. The reader is requested to observe, that, though the plan of this work is entirely his own, the compiler of it does not put it forth as in any way original in respect to language or description. It is, in fact, a much better book, than if it had been what is strictly called original, (which, indeed, must have involved an utter impossibility:) for it is a selection of some of the best materials the British Museum could furnish; sometimes worked up in his own language; and sometimes--and, ind…
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