Citation - New York Evening Post (DeForeest): 1747.08.31

NYEP(D.747.060
31 Aug 1747:11,12 (144)
Mr. De Foreest; being an intire stranger, I take this method
of declaring of my mind to Miss. S--r--h D--k--n; and hopes
you'll insert the following lines in your next.
  To her I owe my soft and moving strains,
  Her beauty melts me, as her virtue reigns.
  As mournful Philomel the groves supply,
  In moveing notes sings her own elegy;
  Se in unwanted lays I joyn my strain,
  I may succeed, but yet that thought is vain,
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