In sundry portions ruled in every mind;
And o’er the whole an unobtrusive air
Of pious joy, that urged the silent prayer,
And bless’d the new-born feelings——Here we close
Our Tale of Tales!—Health, reader, and repose!
POSTHUMOUS TALES.
TALE I.
SILFORD HALL; OR, THE HAPPY DAY.
Within a village, many a mile from town,
A place of small resort and no renown—
Save that it form’d a way, and gave a name