To Miss P, with Anarchic Reform

Accept this offering of a friend unknown,
Whose pure esteem thy feeling strains have won;
Nor blush to find “a stranger rude” proclaim
The sterling merit of your mournful theme:
Unknown, and wrap'd in Hymen's lasting chains,
No shafts of love can instigate these strains;
But as each heart its kindred heart pursues,
As such accept this effort of my muse.
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