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My dear Dilke
Mrs Dilke or Mr Wm Dilke whoever of you shall receive this present have the kindness to send pr Bearer "Sybilline Leaves"1 and you〈r〉 petitioner shall ever pray as in duty bound.
Given under my hand this Wendnesday Morning of Novr 1817.
Vivant Rex et Regina--amen.
Address: Mr John H. Reynolds Lambs Conduit Stt. London.
Postmarks: LEATHERHEAD and 22 NO 1817.
My Dear Reynolds
There are two things which tease me here--one of them Crips, and the other that I cannot go with Tom into Devonshire--however I hope to do my duty to myself in a week or so; and then I'll try what I can do for my neighbour--now is not this virtuous? on returning to Town--I'll damn all Idleness--indeed, in superabundance of employment, I must not be content to run here and there on little two-penny errands--but turn Rakehell, i e go a ma〈s〉king or Bailey will think me just as great a Promise Keeper as he thinks you--for myself I do not,-- and do not remember above one Complaint against you for matter o' that--Bailey writes so abominable a hand, to give his Letter a fair reading requires a little time: so I had not seen, when I saw you last, his invitation to Oxford at Christmas--I'll go with you. You know how poorly Rice was--I do not think it was all corporeal--bodily pain was not used to keep him silent. I'll tell you what; he was hurt at what your Sisters said about his joking with your Mother, he was, soothly to sain--It will all blow over. God knows, my Dear Reynolds, I should not talk any sorrow to you-- you must have enough vexations--so I won't any more--If I ever start a rueful subject in a Letter to you--blow me! Why don't you--Now I was agoing to ask a very silly____________________