I seek to offer you redress;
And when thine eye upon it soars,
You, too, I’m sure, will say (with me,)
“Come what there may—our love’s the same.”
So now, dear friend, pray let there be
No future enmity, or blame.
[102] Composed on the occasion of receiving a letter from his great friend, J. Cutcliffe, Esq., complaining of the Author’s negligence in correspondence, and which “few lines” form’d part of his letter, in reply. 1865.
