ABSTRACT
A poem by Mr. Coleridge must attract the attention of all who are capable of understanding the beauties of poetry. The present publication has all the characteristic excellencies of his former ones. The opinions expressed are not indeed the same: without being a ministerialist, Mr. Coleridge has become an alarmist. He pictures the horrors of invasion, and joins the war-whoop against what he calls an impious foe, Impious and false, a light yet cruel race, That laugh away all virtue, mingling mirth With deeds of murder.
