Whose approbation warms my heart,
Excite a wish that every sound
Seraphic rapture could impart.
“The wreathes my feeble talents share,
The balmy solace friends employ,
Lifting the soul above despair,
Convert calamity to joy.”
HOUSE-BREAKING.
In this same spring, a very serious misfortune befel Dr. Burney, which, though not of the affecting cast that had lately tainted his happiness, severely attacked his worldly comforts.