ERARY INTELLIGENCE.

SHAW'S POEMS.

"... Not unknown to me the glow,
The warmth divine that poets know."

Shaw's M.S.

We find that proposals have been issued for publishing by subscription
the Poems of the late Doctor John Shaw of Baltimore. This is one of the
few occasions on which every man who pretends to revere virtue and
personal excellence, to admire talents, and to respect erudition, will,
feel himself imperiously urged to step forward with something more than
empty professions, and by practically interesting himself in the
advancement of this subscription, to pay a posthumous tribute to the
memory, and as the editor of the proposed work elegantly expresses it,
"_the living remains_" of a gentleman in whom those qualities were
conspicuously united. The pleasure we have often received from the
writings of Doctor Shaw--the high and ample space he filled in the
opinion of the country, particularly of those who best knew him, and the
honourable testimony which one of the most enlightened personages who in
this age have done honour to the peerage of Great Britain (lord Selkirk)
has borne to his talents and virtues, would prompt us to enlarge upon
this theme, if we did not feel that it would be injuring the matter to
take it out of the hands of the editor, J. E. Hall, Esq. whose words, as
being much preferable to any thing we could offer, we take the liberty
of transcribing.

"The Poems which are now offered to the patronage of the public, were
composed by a gentleman whose extensive endowments and excellent
qualities commanded the respect, and won the esteem of all who knew him.
Those who remember the communications of ITHACUS, in the earlier volumes
of the _Port Folio_, will not condemn the taste which deems them worthy
of republication in the form that is now proposed: and the many who
lament the untimely blow which deprived them of a friend, and society of
a useful and brilliant ornament, will liberally aid an attempt to give
"a local habitation" to the memorials of his genius.

"Some months previous to his demise, Dr. Shaw communicated to a friend
his intention of publishing a volume of poetry, and they devoted several
evenings to the task of preparing them for the press. But the idea of
establishing a Medical College, in this city, which he conceived about
that time, and the cares of an increasing family, so much engrossed his
attention, that his literary project was abandoned for more impor