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QUOTATIONS AND NOTES.
and talents of a lady, whose pencil has bestowed the highest honor this little book can boast.
The Becca-fica seeks Italian groves,
No more a Wheat-ear—
From an idea that the Wheat-ear is the Becca-fica of Italy, which I doubt.
Page 34 Line 14.
An hero now, and now a sans culotte.
At that time little else was talked of.
Page 36. Line 1.
For tho' he plough the sea when others sleep,
He draws like Glendower spirits from the deep.
