l. 148: The Lover sought with all a Lover’s Skill. (D.)
l. 158: Who were as happy as they were before. (D.)
after l. 158:
Yet such his Influence that his Victim found
Her Bosom wounded with a hopeless Wound. (D.)
l. 159: Not so his Victim.
l. 167: The open Insult or the secret Pain. (D.)
Tale X.
l. 5: Adieu, thou noble Pile, I kiss the sacred Ground. (D.)
instead of ll. 24–5: