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By Mr. H---y to --- [[underline]] H.M [[/underline]] If then 'tis true thy heart is giv'n O be thy choice approved by heav'n! But yet some place for me reserve --- Who claims the least, may most deserve -- I ask not love, & dare not hope: But bid you to your love give scope Yet search your heart & tell me true Is there no corner kept for few?-- Where tender passions ever reign Where hopeless lovers pity gain -- Where fondest parents find return Where lasting flames for dead freinds burn; May I not hope to find some beam More kind, more fond than cold esteem; Some bright effusion of the heart 'Twixt love, & freindship, drawn with nicest art?
