FROM EYE TO HEART.

DEDICATION.

LORD BYRON.

"Go, pretty book, from this my solitude!
I cast thee on the waters; go thy ways!
And if, as I believe, thy vein be good,

The world will find thee after many days." When Southey's read, and Wordsworth understood, I can't help putting in my claim to praise

Wherever beauty smiles, or arts abound,
There, there, my pretty book, may you be found!