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Anthologies go back to the sixth century; and have once flowered out into Anthologies a collection of fifty thousand poems from a single dynasty, upon which two thousand compilers were employed. Where every feature in literature is colossal, we are not surprised at the mountains of commentation that are said to have been piled, during single epochs, upon the songs of more living ages that preceded them. Forms of ethical literature are exhausted; and it may suggest thankfulness that the difficulty of mastering the language is likely to save us from the sudden avalanche of didactics which the nibs of busy pens might bring upon our heads. But these snows from Chinese mountains would at least be immeasurably purer than the mud streams that pour from great sluices of the Western press. And if the vast record is a monument of