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Had the Writer your happy Talents of multiplying the laſt Guinea, he could not have had the Leiſure of being ſo poetically forrowful at its Departure. And as it comes forth now, only with the Hopes of an Increaſe, may it prove the Seed of more Gold! And being flung into ſo warm a Bed as yours, riſe up and flouriſh to the Author's Satifaction. He, I aſſure you, thinks himſelf happy, that it gives an Occaſion of applauding that Merit in publick, which he has always admired in private; being,
SIR,
Your very Obedient
Humble Servant.
