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LIVING POETS to the STREAM of CASTALY.
Who now shall give unto me words and sounds
Equal unto this haughty enterprize.
Spenser B. 2. C. x.
I am one of those unfortunate youths to whom the Muse has glanced a sparkling of her light, one of those who pant for distinction but have not within them that immortal power which alone can command it. There are many, some Sir may be known to you, who feel keenly and earnestly the eloquence of heart and mind in others, but who cannot from some inability or unobtrusiveness clearly express their own thoughts and feelings; whose lives are but long and silent dreams of romantic pleasure and poetic wonderment; who almost adore the matchless fancies of genuine bards and love them as interpreters and guardians of those visionary delights which are the perpetual inmates of their bosoms. I know not whether I