I had set no small store by my tea-drinking tonight, and have not often been so disappointed.
– Saturday evening I shall embrace the opportunity with the greatest pleasure.
– I leave this town this day se’ennight, and probably for a couple of twelvemonth but must ever regret that I so lately gott an acquaintance I shall ever highly esteem, and in whose welfare I shall ever be warmly interested.
– Our worthy common friend, Miss Nimmo, in her usual pleasant way, rallied me a good deal on my new acquaintance, and in the humor of her ideas I wrote some lines which I inclose you, as I think they have a good deal of poetic merit; and Miss N– tells me, you are not only a Critic but a Poetess.
– Fiction, you know, is the native region of Poetry; and I hope you will pardon my vanity in sending you the bagatelle as a tolerable off-hand jeux d’esprit.
– I have several poetic trifles which I shall gladly leave with Miss N- or you, if they were worth houseroom; as there are scarcely two people on earth by whom it would mortify me more to be forgotten, tho, at the distance of nine-score miles.
– I am, Madam, with the highest respect, your very humble servant Robt Burns