The comic of it, the adventurous, the tragic, they make devilish, to kindle their Ogygian hilarity.

But--sharply comic, adventurous, instructively tragic, it is in the interwinding with human affairs, to give a flavour of the modern day reviving that of our Poet, between whom and us yawn Time's most hollow jaws.

Surely we owe a little to Time, to cheer his progress; a little to posterity, and to our country.

Dozens of writers will be in at yonder yawning breach, if only perusers will rally to the philosophic standard.

They are sick of the woodeny puppetry they dispense, as on a race-course to the roaring frivolous.