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Instead of the word done, inserted by mistake in the 4th

line from the bottom of page 120, read known.

FOR you who Truth and Nature love,
Who feel their harmony can move
Beyond the reach of Art;

For you Urania sings, alone,
In language not by you unknown,
The language of the heart.

You, who would spurn with just disdain
The verse which Innocence would pain
With one unhallow'd.thought;

Yet not.capriciously refuse

The warblings of a chasten'd Muse,
The theme with virtue fraught,

You, whose discerning minds can take
The fiction for the moral's sake;

And you whose candour fair,
Can take the moral with the tale,
Nor let the entertainment fail,
Although reproof be there.

To you, whose smile is more than praise, I dedicate these humble lays,

And strike the tuneful chord :

If you approve, who will, may blame; In your applause is sterling fame,

The Poet's best reward.

SAMPLE OF SONNETS.

SONNET ON A SONNET.

A SONNET rightly made, must not be long;
Italia's minstrels gave them fourteen lines;
One thought or subject must compose the song,
Where pathos with simplicity combines.
But modern sonnetteers can make a sonnet,
Without one tittle of these marks upon it.
Then at your pleasure you may place your rhymes,
So that they here and there are made to match,
With breaks-and starts, to shift the scene at times,
And Ohs! and Ahs! a sigh or groan to catch.
So Della Crusca, so Lorenzo sung,

Or so they whimper'd-which 'twas hard to tell; Such pure no meaning from the verbiage sprung, It might be one or other, just as well,

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