...would now be difficult for a poet to realize the aspiration of Cowper, at least in Canada : — "O for a lodge in some vast wilderness, some boundless...unsuccessful or successful war, might never reach me more." In addition to the numerous settlements and clearances, which serve as loop-holes for ^Eolus and Phoebus,...

...he drew his hand across his forehead and exclaimed, 'Oh for a lodge in some va«t wildernes•i, A boundless contiguity of shade ! Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful, or successful war Should never reach me more •." 'What! you, Charles, turned admirer of "The soft and piping iime of...

...upon the house-top; and the company with whom he is obliged to associate will often extort the wish, " Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade." Our cargo was chiefly salt, and the pumps were kept going night and day, while the troubled sea was...

...to have " fallen on evil days," and then will they exclaim, in the agony of their outraged quiet, " Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness! Some boundless contiguity of shade !" But, perhaps, I am mournfully anticipative. Providence grant it may be so. But no means should be...

...would bury ourselves ; — in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguily of shade, Where rumor of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach us more — But we feel ourselves not only sadder, but better, men ; in gazing upon a lovely landscape,...

...race." To these sentiments permit me to add another, in the words of Cowper : ' O for a lodge in aome vast wilderness, ' Some boundless contiguity of shade,...unsuccessful, or successful war, ' Might never reach me more !' When I began this letter, it was my intention to pursue those reflections which you started, on...

...the tautology and pomposity of the first. Cowper has committed the same fault when he exclaims— " Oh! for a lodge in some vast wilderness! " Some boundless contiguity of shade!" He should have stopped at the end of the first line; or, if he wished to dwell on the intensity of...

...The reverend advertiser of engraved sermons — Petit-maitre parson — The good preacher — Picture of a theatrical clerical coxcomb — Story-tellers...me more ! My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate...

...consequent evils, ascribed, as to its principal cause, to the want of discipline in the universities. O FOB a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity...reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate...

...of the human race.' To these sentiments permit me to add another, in the words of Cowper : — ' 0 for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless...unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more !' " When I began this letter, it was my intention to pursue those reflections which you started on...