_The Soul's Dark Cottage._--Being called on to reply to matters as plain as
those to which I replied last week, I am less reluctant to acknowledge my
own ignorance or obliviousness, respecting a couplet of which, I doubt not,
hundreds of your readers know the original _habitat_, but which cannot be
recalled to my own memory, nor to that of several friends to whom I have
referred. The couplet is--
"The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed,
Lets in new light through chinks that time hath made."