BAY LEAVES.

J.H. 1825

BAY LEAVES.

BY

T. C. SMITH.

"Still there was one regret, one deep regret,
Which haunted his young spirit; 'twas that he,
The unown'd breathings of whose lyre had wrought
Favour with those who knew him not, should speed
To his eternal home, nor leave behind

A wreath of sweet remembrance for his name."

ALARIC A. WATTS.

EDINBURGH :

PRINTED FOR

ARCHIBALD CONSTABLE AND CO. EDINBURGH;

AND HURST, ROBINSON, AND CO. LONDON.

1824.

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