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On Reading a Letter From a Very Sprightly Lady, Disclaiming All Ideas of Love, and Matrimony, to a Particular Friend
More tranquil than the western breeze,Which fans in spring the blooming trees,
My breast (the lovely Delia cried),
Will ever be, on the left side,
Where Cupid's arrows enter.
Agreed! the sprightly Laura said,
But, tell me, thou dear charming maid,
How is it,—at the center?
Apr., 1810
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