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BY ALLAN CUNNINGHAM,
“SIR MARMADUKE MAXWELL,” “TRADITIONAL TALES,” &c.
Success, the mark no mortal wit,
IN THREE VOLUMES.
THE RIGHT HONOURABLE
CHARLES LONG, LORD FARNBOROUGH,
IS MOST RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED
Let Bourbon exult in his gay gilded lilies.
To the kingdom of France, cloudless suns, odorous winds, flowers ever blooming, birds ever singing, grapes dropping wine, and a perpetual holiday of light and life, love and gladness, are by popular belief ascribed; while to my native island the same authority imputes a variable climate, shrouded in constant fogs, drenched in perpetual rains, with grapes yielding vinegar instead of wine, and to which the four winds of heaven, in place of wafting health and fragrance, come with human misery on their wings—depression of mind and the spirit of self-destruction. From the island of snow and fogs, the prize frigate of Paul Jones was now fast retiring. As the shores of England grew dim behind