Classic Poem

To the same after return upon receipt of a second token of Toba[cco]

Whilst I desier your frendships understood
Phil: I protest I'm in a wood
Not in Dodonas grove
How all somere
That might present in Trees a Spher
With interwoven leavs
Though thence may be
Extracted sylvane sympathy
Nor in those shades our Forrests yet retain
To keep their guests from Being slain
For I am soe and more since thy kind hart
Doth stil fresh curtesies impart
Well then as from the root of love those spring
Lend me one branch or bough for covering.