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By Mr Hervey My first is what few Men possess. 'Tis the best comfort in distress. My next dies oft my first contain And bear him o'er the boistrous main, My whole is what I feel for few But all agree 'tis due to you. freindship By ditto My first unknown to solar rays The spangled vault of heaven displays. Some less correct, my first declare The brave defender of the fair. My second often bears my weight And carries me o'er ditch & gate And yet there are, who safely say That 'tis a magistrate of sway. By either way my whole you'll find And about that, we've but one mind 'Twill raise false terrors in your breast 'Twill let [[underline]] you sleep, but spoil [[/underline]] your rest Night Mare
