A Miscellany of Poems consisting of Original Poems, Translations, Pastorals in the Cumberland Dialect, Familiar Epistles, Fables, Songs, and Epigrams, by the late Reverend Josiah Relph ... With a Preface and a Glossary |
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To the Rev. Mr.--- |
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To the Rev. Mr.---
Dear George,
Cou'd I but write epistleWith as much ease, as some folks whistle;
Or if my similes wou'd flow
As fast as those of—you know who;
I'd scribble, scribble scribble verse,
'Till paper, pen and ink grew scarce:
Nay, if a serious musing thought
With head reclin'd wou'd help me ought,
Or swift reiterated walk,
Or frequent solitary talk,
Or scratching head or biting nail,
If these wou'd any thing avail;
Believe me, Sir, I wou'd not spare,
My feet, nails, tongue, my brain or hair:
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I cannot, cannot, cannot, write:
All once successful, methods fail,
I wonder what the deuce duce I ail.
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