Of all our poets this man appears to have had the coarsest mind. Without being intentionally obscene, he is thoroughly filthy, and has not the slightest sense of decency. In an old writer, and especially one of that age, I never saw so large a proportion of what may truly be called either trash or ordure.
The reprint of 1825 (250 copies) has in the title-page a wreath with the motto "perennis et fragrans." A stinking cabbage-leaf would have been the appropriate emblem. This is a mere reprint, which has faithfully followed all the gross blunders of the original.