Choice word and measured phrase, above the reach Of ordinary men.

I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along t…

And mighty poets in their misery dead.

Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great and original, must himself create the taste by which he is to be relished.

His words were simple words enough, And yet he used them so, That what in other mouths was rough In his seemed musical and low.

Persuasion hung upon his lips, and the elements of Logick and Rhetorick were so blended up in him, - and, withall, he had so shrewd guess at the weaknesses and…

Thare is no chance of hurrying bussiness here like in the legeslature of a State thare is such a desposition here to Show Eloquence that this will be a long Se…