We have not read a book more to our taste for some years. If we mistake not, it will be the most popular book of the season. An Epic Poem, in Three Books. We have received, from London, a copy of a very remarkable poem, entitled as above, but, as yet, have had opportunity only to glace at individual passages. We call the poem remarkable , on account of its boldness and originality, as well of conception as of execution.
Some portions are particularly beautiful.
Some are affected, even to the extreme of the burlesque. At present, we quote a few lines, from the First Canto, which will serve to convey an idea of the combined sweetness and quaintness of the general manner. For love left desolate ere its fruits were known, Yet by the memory of its own truth sweetened, If not consoled. To this Orion listens Now, while he stands within the mountain's shade. Three large editions were disposed of at this price.