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October 17, 1765. No.
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To
the P
R I N T E R S.
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giving the following a Place in your Weekly Paper, you will
oblige, |
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GENTLEMEN, |
Yours,
&c. |
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ANONYMOUS. |
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An
Acrostick
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Muses
approach, and touch my trembling String,
Inspire my Song, and grant me Pindar’s Wing:
Some God assist, and guide the feeble Quill;
Such Charms to sing! does far exceed my Skill.
Presume I then! to name that charming Name, |
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Or
stain it’s Lustre with so mean a Flame.
Languish I must, and to myself complain,
Learning and Reason’s Aid, Alas! are vain;
You, lovely Maid, can only ease my Pain.
I own, indeed, your Virtue and your Charms |
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Sublime,
might justly claim a Monarchs Arms.
But can base Wealth, or Grief, or Pain, prevent?
It’s Innocence and Love that yield Content.
Sordid Gold has no Charms, that can me please;
The World, without thee, ne’er can give me Ease. |
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Eternal
Sorrow must my Portion prove,
Receive my Hand, and bless me with thy Love.
Quebec, 9th October, 1765.
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