OF HENRY LENOX, INTERSPERSED WITH LEGENDARY ROMANCES. By the Hon. MISS LENOX, LONDON: Printed by D. N. SHURY, No. 7, Berwick Street, Soho, FOR J. F. AND G. HUGHES, WIGMORE STREET, CAVENDISH SQUARE. 1804. 249:15.273. MEMOIRS, &c. &c. CHAP. I. True I've lov'd thee, dearly lov'd thee, How ungrateful I have prov'd thee, Let my mournful exit fhew. THE retribution of virtue or vice does not always follow on this fide of eternity. If the wife difpenfations of omnifcient Providence exceed the comprehenfion of human weakness, let us not impiously A 3 impiously arraign the regulations of that Being whose ways are just as they are infcrutable.-While we fuffer from thofe misfortunes to which our own imprudence or the viciffitudes of unftable mortality fubje&t us, let us humble our hearts to Him before whom the evanefcent fhadows of beauty, grandeur, and power are equally trivial, and acknowledge the truth of thefe affertions, while we peruse the following eventful ftory: Henry was fon to the Rev. Lionel Lenox: fcarcely had the firft dawn of reafon beamed over his infant mind, when the forrows of a beloved parent led the way to his own. His mother, the only child of General Cleveland, had irreconcilably offended her father, by a private marriage with Lenox, who, after |