Text: Edgar Allan Poe (?), “Literary Intelligence” (A), from the Evening Mirror (New York), February 6, 1845, vol. 1, no. 104, p. 2, cols. 3-4

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Literary Intelligence.

Professor Longfellow's sometime expected “Poets and Poetry of Europe” will be published by Carey and Hart of Philadelphia, in March. It will be in one very large octavo volume, of the size and style of Griswold's Poets of England and American.

Clarke, of London, has published, recently, in elegant pocket editions, with Introductions by Griswold, the writings of Hoffman, Longfellow, Emerson, Bryant, Whittier and Dana; and his series of American Poets will include Halleck, Poe, Street, Mrs. Brooks (Maria del Occidente,) Tuckerman, and two or three others. Of Halleck, by the way, we are soon to have a complete and elegant edition here at home. The Harpers will issue his “Alnwick Castle, and other Poems,” in the present month.

Richard Henry Wilde has ready his Life and Times of Dante. His “Researches and Considerations concerning the Life and Madness of Torquato Tasso,” we believe, is out of print. It was an admirable book in its way — the best specimen of historical criticism, indeed, the country had produced. The work on Dante will be equally deserving applause. The only authentic portrait of the poet, it will be remembered, was discovered by Mr. Wilde in Florence, during his residence in that city. It will be engraved, for the first time, to illustrate the forthcoming biography.

Mr. Dana's long announced Memoirs of Washington Allston will be ready early in the summer. The life of a great man by a writer of kindred genius. [column 4:]

The Rev. Mr. Hedge, of Bagor, is preparing a new volume of the literature of Europe, to appear as one of Griswold and Longfellow's series.

We hear of a new Quarterly Review to appear in Philadelphia, with a portrait of Alexander Hamilton upon its cover, and with distinguished names in its list of contributions. It is the day for an American “Ebony,” and we look earnestly for the new candidate for that title.

Nathaniel Hawthorne's admirable “Twice Told Tales” are out of print. Why will no one give us a new impression, and the modest author a couple of thousands? We hazard nothing with the appreciating reader, when we say that neither Blackwood in its palmiest days, nor any periodical, indeed, in England, has contained tales of so high a character as this author has produced — tales so remarkable for humor, feeling, fancy, or imagination; and yet he goes a begging for a publisher here in the metropolis of his own country.