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L'AMENDE HONORABLE.
Forgive me, Sir, if my poor thoughtless Muse
In harsh, unfriendly censures seemed to deal;
To pardon an offence you wont refuse,
Which you, perchance, too sensitively feel.

And surely, Sir, a mind like yours, imbued
With sweet philosophy's delightful lore,
Could never by such weakness be subdued,
The guise of which your playful history wore.

Nor could you, who so feelingly portray
From nature's works the universal plan
Of kindness and benevolence, betray
The trust poor woman must repose in man!