So much I dread their cruel spite,
My hand still trembles when I write.
EPISTLE
TO NELL,
WROTE FROM
LOUDOUN CASTLE.
DEAR Nell with your long silence griev’d,
Your welcome missive I receiv’d,
And have in haste tane up the pen,
Some incoherent rhyme to sen’:
As time for study is but scarce,
Accept extemporary verse.