June 7th, 1753.
I begin with heartily wishing you joy of being made Actual. I am sorroy you will not be able to come till July, but then surely you will make amends by a long stay. Yours yesterday was very entertaining. Your Ode to Contemplation possesses true poetry, and a great deal of fine imagination; but I am not sure whether it is proper to write Odes in long blank verse: Lyrics must certainly be metrical; however all it an hymn, and all will be well.
What think you of the poverty of Poets? I send this post another on plagiarism, on original writers, and the borrowings of Pope. * * * * I want to see Charlotte Lenox's book. Give my compliments to Bedingfield. I am glad he is emerging into life from Hertford Coll. Prosecute your scheme on Spenser with vigour. Dearest Tom,
Yours most affect.