Cranch went to Boston this day, and brought me back, another large packet from my
Sister, inclosing a Poem written, by Coll. Humphreys, on the happiness of America,
addressed to the Citizens of the States.1
There is a great brilliancy of Imagination, I think display'd in it, and he is somewhat
poetical, in describing the happiness, that reigns in this Country; but the poem I
take to be a very fine one.
I wrote to my Mamma, and Sister this morning.2