ABSTRACT
It is impossible to recall the verse which is given to the public: ‘Non erit emisso reditus tibi.’ yet we hope Mr. Wordsworth, in making a future collection of his poems, will reject the greater part of the present volumes. By the merit of his first publication, he had nearly established a theory of poetical simplicity; but we are fearful that by the demerit of this he has overthrown it. He has undoubtedly a poetical mind, but ’till it is refined by taste, his productions will be useless to the world, and disgraceful to himself.
