sensations
, I have neither harp, "heart, nor voice" to proceed, I feel that
you are all right
as to the metaphysical part; but I also feel that I am sincere,
that if I am only to write "ad captandum vulgus," I might as well edit a magazine at once, or spin canzonettas for Vauxhall
.
My work must make its way as well as it can; I know I have every thing against me, angry poets and prejudices; but if the poem is a
poem