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wholly cease to Be Letter, 1814.

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these] here M. P.

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For Love to dwell in; the low stumps would gore M. P., P. R.

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till, like wounded bird
Easily caught, the dusky Dryades
With prickles sharper than his darts would mock.
His little Godship

M. P., P. R.

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