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TO

Mr. KEARSLY,

Bookseller, in Fleet-Street.

SIR,

I Am unable to account for the Mystery with which the Poem I send you has been handed about.———In some part of Doctor Goldsmith's Works, he confesses himself so unable to resist the hungry Attacks of wretched Compilers, that

he

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