Though faster fall the drops, though sharp the pain,
I hail my birthplace, though I weep my birth.
Ah, tender tears, which tender thoughts impart,
And leave no room for malice in my heart!
Note 1. Author of Liberal Opinions, Emma Corbet, and other works,a writer who, if he had known how to discipline his mind, would have obtained distinction. I found this sonnet in Mr. Loffts collection. Though the phraseology is here and there artificial, much of it is otherwise, and the impression affecting. It is an instance of what has been said in the Essay respecting the desirableness of founding compositions of this kind on direct personal experience. [back]