Note 33 — HOLYHEAD.

It is a most melancholy coincidence that the very night, and about the same hour, these lines were penned (Dec. 24th, 1852), a vessel, name unknown, was wrecked, not far from my dwelling—the whole crew lost! Contracted must be the mind, and cold the heart, that can find nothing in these sad catastrophes to awaken its feelings. How many brave crews leave their respective ports, never to return! And, alas! how many of these, departing from under our eye, to appear at the bar of God, cast back upon us, from the shores of that untried world, upbraiding looks, because we cared not for their souls.