Love may be increased with fears, May be fanned with sighs, Nurst by fancies, fed by doubts But without Hope it dies! - Letitia Elizabeth Landon

How often will the lip frame some indifferent question, when the heart is full of the most important!

For his was now the loveliest part
Of the young poet's life, when first,
In solitude and silence nurst,
His genius rises like a spring
Unnoticed in its wandering;
Ere winter cloud or summer ray
Have chill'd, or wasted it away,

I own it gave my picturesque fancies at first a shock, to hear of a steam-boat on Loch Katrine ; but I was wrong. Nothing could be a more decisive proof of the increased communication between England and Scotland — and communication is the regal road to improvement of every kind.