<span style="color:grey">quot;A tavern is taple of good felloell, -great-grandfat it  `it  bleo t;

    It is a pious custom in some Catries to s by votive lig before tures.

    ty of a saint, t to moulder in ttle cary lamp to ts blinking rays at ion is lavis ti?ed fatee brings , ick; and even t pilgrim is by no means satis?ed t suf?cient ligtle lamp of smoking oil. t in to enligen apt to obscure; and I  almost smoked out of countenance by the of?ciousness of his followers.

    In like manner  fared al Ser considers it y to ligion of er or o rescue some merit from oblivion.

    tator, opulent in  tomes of dissertations; tors send up mists of obscurity from tes at ttom of eac of eulogy or researco she cloud of incense and of smoke.

    As I ablis it but proper to contribute my mite of o trious bard. I ime,  icipated in every attempt at a neful line  ion; and as to ?ne passages, tely e, been overlarded  German critic t it  noo ?nd even a fault t  been argued into a beauty.

    In ty I urning over , completely lost in tavern. So vividly and naturally are ted, and ency are ters sustained, t ts and personages of real life. to fe occur t tions of a poets brain, and t, in sober trut of merry roisterers ever enlivened tcheap.

    For my part, I love to give myself up to try.

    A ion t never existed is just as valuable to me as a ory t existed a ty to ties of ure, I  give up fat Jack for  men of ancient c ries of  in a leaf, or tunity nor t