Preface

THIS little volume is offered to the world with-

out any other apology than its contents. Many of

the pieces were composed in bitter moments, amid

the horrors of a gaol, under the pressure of sickness.

They were the transcripts of melancholy feelings—

the warm effusions of a bleeding heart. The writer

amused his imagination with attiring his sorrows in

verse, that; under the romantic appearance of fic-

tion, he might sometimes forget that his misfor-

tunes were real.

 

PERHAPS the reader may be curious to be in-

formed of the circumstances to which these trifles

owe their existence. Suffice it to say, the writer is

very young, and has been very unfortunate. Twice,

in the course of twelve months, he was sentenced

to the penalties of fine and imprisonment for im-

puted offences.* He forbears, however, to enter

into the unimportant detail; less from the dread of

exposing himself, than an unwillingness to wound

the vindictive sensibility of others.

 

SHOULD these humble essays obtain only a mo-

derate share of public savour, the writer may be

emboldened to risk the publication of another more

voluminous work, which was also composed during

the long leisure of imprisonment.

 

S–––––––, February 11, 1797.

 

*In January 1795, and again in January 1796: — the first time

— a fine of twenty pounds, and three months confinement: the

second— six months confinement, and a fine of thirty pounds.