Enclosed is the elegant trifle* you were desirous to obtain. I have lost no time in executing the little commission with which you have honoured me. Oh that I were destined to contribute to your felicity in the serious and important circumstance which was the subject of this evening’s conversation!—to contribute to your felicity and to complete my happiness. But the unfortunate Rector of Mourne Abbey cherishes the hope, that if he cannot be blest with the hand, he will be immortalized by the pen, of the elegant and interesting Glorvina.
Mr. F—— is not permitted to give a copy of the song; you must prevaricate, and pretend that you retained it in memory after having heard it repeated. R. K.
