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One that's less proud & kinder
If providence grant me sense
And the good luck to find her. --
My love's name says (a latin phrase)
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Which being right translated
Spring not which terms do suit her charms
If they be rightly stated;
Her charms can please like barren trees
Or sunshine In the winter
Fruitless & old & frieze with cold
That nature's art cant dint her, --

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But now my dove I'm cured of love
A wish you well forever
A man in hast/e/ to please your taste
That's honest rich & clever
And I'll again search this worl's main
& find my lot I reckon,
For by the hook fish may be took*

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*As good as ever was taken. The above beares date
April 1799 & signed T. B.