, at least a particular one. I remember, when about fifteen, reading your poems there, which I can repeat almost now,—and asking all kinds of questions about the author, when I heard that he was not dead according to the preface; wondering if I should ever see him—and though, at that time, without the smallest poetical propensity myself, very much taken, as you may imagine, with that volume. Adieu—I commit you to the care of the gods—Hindoo, Scandinavian, and Hellenic!
P. S. 2d.—
is an excellent review of Grimm's
Correspondence
and Madame de Staël in this No. of the
E[dinburgh] R[eview]
. Jeffrey, himself, was my critic last year; but this is, I believe, by another hand. I hope you are going on with your
grand coup