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THE REV. T. S. GRIMSHAWE, A.M.
RECTOR OF BURTON, NORTHAMPTONSHIRE, AND VICAR OF
Letters, such as are written from wise men, are, of all the words of men, in my
TO THE DOWAGER LADY THROCKMORTON.
YOUR Ladyship’s peculiar intimacy with the poet Cowper, and your former residence at Weston, where every object is embellished by his muse, and clothed with a species of poetical verdure, give you a just title to have your name associated with his endeared memory.
But, independently of these considerations, you are recorded both in his poetry and prose, and have thus acquired a kind of double immortality. These reasons are sufficiently valid to authorize the present dedication. But there are additional motives,—the recollection of the happy hours, formerly spent at Weston, in your society and in that of Sir George Throckmorton, enhanced by the presence of our common lamented friend, Dr. Johnson. A dispensation which spares neither rank, accomplishments, nor virtues, has unhappily terminated this enjoyment, but it has not extinguished those sentiments of esteem and regard, with which