We have long learned to reverence the fine intellect of Bulwer. We take up any production of his pen with a positive certainty that, in reading it, the wildest passions of our nature, the most profound of our thoughts, the brightest visions of our fancy, and the most ennobling and lofty of our aspirations will, in due turn, be enkindled within us. We feel sure of rising from the perusal a wiser if not a better man. In no instance are we deceived. From the brief Tale--from the "Monos and Daimonos" of the author--to his most ponderous and labored novels--all is richly, and glowingly intellectual--all is energetic, or astute, or brilliant, or profound. There _may_ be men now living who possess the power of Bulwer--but it is quite evident that very few have made that power so palpably manifest. Indeed we know of _none_. Viewing him as a novelist--a point of view exceedingly unfavorable (if we hold to the common acceptation of "the novel") for a proper contemplation of his genius--he is unsurpassed by any writer living or dead. Why should we hesitate to say this, feeling, as we do, thoroughly persuaded of its truth. Scott has excelled him in _many_ points, and "The Bride of Lammormuir" is a better book than any individual work by the author of Pelham--"Ivanhoe" is, perhaps, equal to any. Descending to particulars, D'Israeli has a more brilliant, a more lofty, and a more delicate (we do not say a _wilder_) imagination. Lady Dacre has written Ellen Wareham, a more forcible tale of Passion. In some species of wit Theodore Hook rivals, and in broad humor our own Paulding surpasses him. The writer of "Godolphin" equals him in energy. Banim is a better sketcher of character. Hope is a richer colorist. Captain Trelawney is as original--Moore is as fanciful, and Horace Smith is as learned. But who is there uniting in one person the imagination, the passion, the humor, the energy, the knowledge of the heart, the artist-like eye, the originality, the fancy and the learning of Edward Lytton Bulwer? In a vivid wit--in profundity and a Gothic massiveness of thought--in style--in a calm certainty and definitiveness of purpose--in industry--and above all in the power of controlling and regulating by volition his illimitable faculties of mind, he is unequalled--he is unapproached.