This is really, really a subjective rating, moreso than with a lot of reviews.
Technically, I can't find a single flaw. I knew this was the poet that wrote "The light at the end of the tunnel/is the light of an oncoming train..."
and I thought I would find things in there that were dark and wry, but instead, even "The Miner" turns out to be a reference to Christ. Well, hell. 1848; why am I surprised by this? Did I expect some wild free thinker to emerge between the pages?
Hope someone can download the cover, which is on my profile page.