Index Entry | Lyric, moral [beg] Think not that I'm unsocial grown |
Location | Baltimore |
Citation | MJ.783.007 21 Jan 1783:41 (10/3 490) ODE TO A FRIEND Think not that I'm unsocial grown, Because I leave the busy town, No cynic manners I approve, But friendship's purest blessings love. . . . [26 lines] The flutt'ring insects of a day; Who tread life's stage in giddy round, Pursuing bliss that's never found. . . . [6 more lines] |
Generic Title | Maryland Journal |
Date | 1783.01.21 |
Publisher | Goddard, M. K. |
City, State | Baltimore, MD |
Year | 1783 |
Bibliography | B0021202 |