to alex. cunningham, esq., writer
ellisland, nithsdale, july 27th, 1788.
my godlike friend—nay, do not stare,
you think the phrase is odd-like;
but god is love, the saints declare,
then surely thou art god-like.
and is thy ardour still the same?
and kindled still at anna?
others may boast a partial flame,
but thou art a volcano!
ev'n wedlock asks not love beyond