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Dear Bard !

I come — not in Person with all my Faults about me, but in a select Portion</u My Gratitude attend you for all past favors, & my good wishes for success & happiness in all your Undertakings

My thanks are also here enclosed for your kind present of Grapes, as also for your very friendly Invitation to the Delights of Eartham — "Inulgent Memory wakes, and lo! they live" I am content they should live with me in Memory alone untill [sic] My Hero can give them their true Gusto by his presence also — I hope Dame Fortune will bestow on me that Satisfacton at some future Period, Minerva at present forbids it – and he has made her of so Commanding & beutiful a Countenance, so like herself! It would be worse than