Chapter 19 -THE FAREWELL.

Hark! she has bless'd her son-I bid ye witness,

Ye listening heavens-thou circumambient air;

The ocean sighs it back-and with the murmur

Bustle the happy leaves.

All nature breathes

Aloud--aloft-to the Great Parent's ear,

The blessing of the mother on her child.

ON approaching the fisherman's hut, the place appointed with Lecto