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I utter this fuppolition for nothing more than what 

 it is, and humbly fubmit it, together with the whole 

 performance, to the judgement of my reader, and, at 

 the fame time, to the rectification or farther expofition 

 of thofe who know more of this matter, than myfelf : 

 fatisfied in faying, by way of conclusion, with 

 Oberon : 



Who Ihuns not light is near akin to me. 



extracts from a traveller's journal* 



bosalia's sanctuary. 



The holy Rofalia, guardian-faint of Palermo, 

 is fo univerfally known by the defcription which Bry- 

 done has given of her feftival, that it may here be not 

 unpleaiing to read fomewhat of the place where ihe 

 is particularly adored. 



, The monte Pellegrino, a huge mafs of rock, broader 

 than it is high, ftands at the north-weft end of the 

 gulf of Palermo. It is beyond the power of words to 

 defcribe the beauty of its form ; an imperfect draught 

 of it is to be found in the Voyage Pittorefque de la Si- 

 cile. It conlifts of a grey chalk-ftone of the firft epo- 

 cha ; the whole rocky fubftance is quite bare ; no tree, 

 not even a Ihrub, grows upon it : fcarcely are the 

 flats of it covered with a fort of turf and mofs. 



In a cave in this mountain, the bones of the faint 

 were found about the beginning of the laft century, 



and 



