HENRY WILLIAM HERBERT. 
XXXIX 
Probably ho man ever lived who was *nore likely to 
realize the poetical measure of misery indicated by such 
a case, as we find it expressed in Anacreontic lyrics, and 
familiarized in Byronian lines than Herbert:— 
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4< Ok! mark you yon pair: in the sunshine of youth 
Love twined round their childhood his flowers as they grew; 
They flourish awhile in the season of truth, 
Till chill’d hy the winter of love’s last adieu! ” 
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“ In vain with endearments we soothe the sad heart, 
In vain do we vow for an age to he true; 
The chance of an hour may command us to part, 
Or death disunite us in love’s last adieu! ” 
The circumstances attending Herbert’s second mar¬ 
riage were much more romantic than those of the first, 
but we prefer to leave these matters for the developments 
of time and legal investigation. We feel free to say, 
however, that Herbert has been “ more sinned against 
than sinning.” As for his striking a woman, or caring 
about her money, that might have been possible—when 
sky-larks run a quarter-race or eagles play at skittles. 
Notwithstanding Herbert’s own estimation of the feel¬ 
ings entertained towards him in Hewark, and around the 
neighborhood of his residence, there need be no doubt 
(and it is a matter of pride to observe the fact now) that 
he was mistaken on that matter, so far as regards the 
respectable portion of the population. It was a part of 
the great error which his mind labored under. The news 
of his death was received with expressions of general 
