"In early date, When I was beardless, young, and blate, E'en then a wish, I mind its power, A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast; That I for poor auld _Cumbria's_ sake, Some usefu' plan or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least." In submitting this Book to the Public, I have thought it best to give it precisely as it was left in manuscript by my late Brother. His sudden death in 1868 prevented the final revision which he still contemplated.…
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