Chapter XXIII

But gladness still, shall mark the strain,
And hope shall point to brighter pleasure,
When our torn hearts shall meet again,
In hallow’d transport’s fullest measure.

_ERRATA._

It is with much regret, that the publisher (notwithstanding his endeavours to prevent it) has discovered a few instances of erroneous typography--those which would impair the sense are the following:--

“Hours of Childhood,” page 19th, section VII, line 2d, for
_Scar’d_, read, _Sear’d_.

In “The Moon’s Pale Ray,” page 80th, 1st verse, 4th line, for
_sea_, read, _sea’s_.