CV.

For some had absent lovers, all had friends; The earth has nothing like a she epistle, And hardly Heaven--because it never ends-- I love the mystery of a female missal, Which, like a creed, ne'er says all it intends, But full of cunning as Ulysses' whistle,[mu] When he allured poor Dolon:[700]--you had better Take care what you reply to such a letter.