...ed be said. The real merit in this poetry, the quality which makes it perfect in its kind, is so subtle as to elude definition. A little may be done by comparison: there are passages in Blake, in Beddoes , and, above all, in Coleridge, which seem to suggest Poe's habitual mood and tone. With what in English verse so naturally as with does the opening stanza of compare?-- In heaven a spirit do...