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e may be intending, before three winters, with their long nights, are gone, he will find himself in possession of more than mere materials for a volume of poems that will meet with general acceptation, and give him a permanent place by the side of him he loves so well--Robert Bloomfield. Ebenezer Elliott (of whom more another day)[A] claims with pride to be the Poet of the Poor--and the poor might well be proud, did they know it, that they have such a poet. Not a few of them know it now, and many will know it in future; for a muse of fire like his will yet send its illumination "into dark deep holds." May it consume all the noxious vapours that infest such regions--and purify the atmosphere--till the air breathed there be the breath of life. But the poor have other poets besides him--Crabbe and Burns. We again mention their names--and no more. Kindly spirits were they both; but Burns had experienced all his poetry--and therefore his poetry is an embodiment of national character. We say it not in disparagement or reproof of Ebenezer--conspicuous over all--for let all men speak as they think or feel--but how gentle in all his noblest inspirations was Robin! He did not shun sins or sorrows; but he told the truth of the poor man's life, when he showed that it was, on the whole, virtuous and happy--bear witness those immortal strains, "The Twa Dogs," "The Vision," "The Cottar's Saturday Night," the sangs voiced all braid Scotland thorough by her boys and virgins, say rather her lads and lasses--while the lark sings aloft and the linnet below, the mavis in the golden broom accompanying the music in the golden cloud. We desire--not in wilful delusion, but in earnest hope, in devout trust--that poetry shall show that the paths of the peasant poor are paths of pleasantness and peace. If they should seem in that light even pleasanter and more peaceful than they ever now can be below the sun, think not that any evil can arise "to mortal man who liveth here by toil" from such representations--for imagination and reality are not two different things--they blend in life; but there the darker shadows do often, alas! prevail--and sometimes may be felt even by the hand; whereas in poetry the lights are triumphant--and gazing on the glory men's hearts burn within them--and they carry the joy in among their own griefs, till despondency gives way to exultation, and the day's darg of this worky world is lightened by a dawn of dreams. [Fo
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