Can give this aching heart relief.
Since he I love is far away,
O'er forest, river, brake, and glen,
And distant, too, perchance the day,
When I shall see him once again.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
(For the Mirror.)
"Do you look for ale and cakes here, you rude rascals?"
SHAKSPEARE'S Henry the Eighth.
Since, my dear readers, even in this season of busy festivity I can spare a few moments to write for your gratification, I venture to hope you will spare a few to read for mine.