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To Miss Logan, With Beatties Poems, For (第1/1页)
1787 to miss logan, with beattie's poems, for a new-year's gift, jan. 1, 1787. again the silent wheels of time their annual round have driven, and you, tho' scar maiden prime, are so muearer heaven. no gifts have i from indian coasts the infao hail; i send you more than india boasts, in edwin's simple tale. our sex with guile, and faithless love, is charg'd, perhaps too true; but may, dear maid, each lover prove an edwin still to you.