There is little to be said about Alsop. He was a scholarly gentleman, who published a few mild versions from the Italian and the Scandinavian, and a poem on the "Memory of Washington," and was considerate enough not to publish a poem on the "Charms of Fancy," which still exists, we believe, in manuscript. In some verses extracted from it by the editors of the "Cyclopædia of American Literature" we recognize with interest that traveller of the future who is to moralize over the ruins of the present,--known to all readers as Macaulay's New-Zealander, although Goldsmith, Kirke White, and others had already introduced him to the public. Alsop brings this Wandering Jew of literature from Nootka Sound to gaze on "many a shattered pile and broken stone," where "fair Bostonia," "York's proud emporium," or Philadelphia, "caught the admiring gaze." The wild-eyed, excitable Dr. Hopkins had more vigor and originality than his brother stars. There is much rough humor in his burlesque of the essay of Brackenridge of Pittsburg on the Indian War:-- "As if our God One single thought on Indians e'er bestowed; To them his care extends, or even knew, Before Columbus told him, where they grew"; and in his epitaph on the "Victim of a Cancer Quack":-- "The case was this:--a pimple rose Southeast a little of his nose, Which daily reddened and grew bigger, As too much drinking gave it vigor"; and in the "Hypocrite's Hope":-- "Blest is the man who from the womb To saintship him betakes; And when too soon his child shall come, A long confession makes"; and in the squib on Ethan Allen's infidel book:-- "Lo! Allen 'scaped from British jails, His tushes broke by biting nails, Appears in hyperborean skies, To tell the world the Bible lies." Dr. Hopkins published very little; he might be excused, if he had written more. Addison said, he never yet knew an author who had not his admirers. The Connecticut authors were no exception to this rule. To begin with, they admired themselves, and they admired one another; each played squire to his gifted friend, and sounded the trumpet of his fame. It was, "See! Trumbull leads the train," or "the ardent throng"; "Trumbull! earliest boast of Fame"; "Lo! Trumbull wakes the lyre." "Superior poet, in whose classic strain In bright accordance wit and fancy reign; Whose powers of genius in their ample range Comprise each subject and each tuneful change, Each charm of melody to Phoebus dear, The grave, the gay, the tender, the severe." Barlow is "a Child of Genius"; Columbus owes much of his glory to him. "In Virgilian Barlow's tuneful lines With added splendor great Columbus shines." Then we have "Majestic Dwight, sublime in epic strain"; "Blest Dwight"; Dwight of "Homeric fire." Colonel Humphreys is fully up to the regulation standard:--