And in a further portion of the poem, describing Heaven as the abode of God, he speaks thus:
"What shall we call them? Piles of crystal light,
A glorious company of golden streams,—
Lamps of celestial ether burning bright,—
Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams?"
I think I have quoted sufficient to direct A. D.'s attention to the northern poets, who, though few in number, make up their deficiency in quantity by the sterling and magnificent quality of their works.
GREGORY BATEMAN.
Tansor Rectory, near Oundle, Northamptonshire,
May 15. 1851.
The poem inquired for by A. D. is copied in an album in my possession "from Bowring's translation of Russian Poetry," and is entitled "The Churchyard."
J. R. PLANCHÉ.