ABSTRACT
Of Mr. Coleridge we have already had occasion to speak as a poet. He certainly possesses a fine invention, and a lively imagination; and his poems glow with that ardor of passion, that enthusiastic love of liberty, which give energy to poetic composition, and force the reader into immediate admiration. They consist of sonnets, which, however, Mr. Coleridge chooses to call Effusions, a Monody on the Death of Chatterton, a few other copies of verses on various occasions, Epistles, and, what the author entitles ‘Religious Musings’.
