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"The heart that, sorrow doom'd to share,

Has worn the frequent seal of woe,

Its sad impression learns to bear,

And finds full oft its ruin slow:

"But when the seal is first imprest,

When the young heart its pain shall try,
From the soft yielding, trembling breast
Oft seems the startled soul to fly!"

On the death of his protectress, Owen hastens to Lothian's vale, and sends a written message, and with it "the well-informing bracelet," to his parent; but these fall into the hands of the fierce earl, by whom the youth is detected and slain as a rival; and the tragedy is completed by the death of

the wretched lady, to whom the shock proves instantaneously mortal.

It is more than singular that so ingenious a composition as the above should have ever ceased to be popular; nor does it redound much to the credit of their taste who profess themselves admirers of Light Reading, that they should be forward to applaud and encourage the frantic and discordant ravings of the Della-Crusca school, the effusions of Rosa Matildas, and' Anna Matildas, &c. &c., while Owen of Car

ron is unread, and perhaps altogether, forgotten.

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Should the foregoing slight examination of this specimen of Doctor Langhorne's poetry persuade others, who may not as yet have seen them, to read the volumes published by his son, I shall be found in my recommendation to have consulted their indulgence at least as much as the reputation of the author...

And now to conclude this inquiry : I am conscious that in the course of it I have not advanced any thing which I do not think, nor any thing of which,

morally speaking, I should be ashamed: I am also thoroughly satisfied that my motive for this attempt, as far as the subject of novels is concerned, is closely connected with public advantage, and, as such, praiseworthy; while, on the other hand, I feel that to these superficial hints a great deal might be added, and that what I have here endeavoured to say might have been much better said by many others. Yet I cannot but wish and my wishes almost amount to hopes that parts of this humble essay may be the means of awakening some serious reflections in the minds of those

who by nature or accident are the guardians of the young; and that hereby they may be induced to consider the importance of their high and holy office; the inestimable value of their hours to rational beings in early life; the good or evil consequences arising to society from the proper employment or the waste of that precious. portion of existence; and, finally, the truth of a maxim I have tried to enforce, that light reading, of a certain kind, is, like procrastination, too frequently, at least

"The thief of time;

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