Page 41, line 13. She seeth her sons depart to shun calamity, &c. This was written in the winter of 1846-47, when emigration was the only means left to the unfortunate, starving, and dying population, of escaping from the horrors so universally prevalent. SATIRE I. Page 55, line 21. The third class springs from the old Dry Bone school. Cf. Ezek. xxxvii. 2, 3. Page 62, line 2. Who boasts "The Temple of the Lord are we." Cf. Jer. vii. 4. Page 62, line 4. Religion loves to weep another's woe, &c. Cf. James, i. 27. SATIRE II. Page 64, line 5. Yes! we must arm ourselves in triple brass. Cf. Horace, Odes, b. i. Ode iii. 9: "Illi robur et æs triplex Circa pectus erat." THE END. |