LIX.

Having wound up with this sublime comparison, Methinks we may proceed upon our narrative, And, as my friend Scott says, "I sound my warison;"[752] Scott, the superlative of my comparative-- Scott, who can paint your Christian knight or Saracen, Serf--Lord--Man, with such skill as none would share it, if There had not been one Shakespeare and Voltaire, Of one or both of whom he seems the heir.[nw]