ABSTRACT
We here introduce our readers to one of the best poems of this age. The extracts will, we presume, justify this opinion. If any of our readers differ from us, it can only be in regard to the sombre cast of the author’s muse, which does not accord alike with every taste; to the mysticism of his theology in which he vainly endeavours to combine certain points of faith with human reason; and to his political sentiments, wherein, in subserviency to popular prejudice, he mistakes cause and effect, and confounds agent and patient. But in the general construction and tone of his poem it is scarcely possible that one reader of sensibility can lay it aside ere he has finished it, or arise from the perusal without feeling the warmest admiration of the amiable character, profound views, and sterling genius of the Author.
