[dateline] Saturday morning Aug. 1763
[salute] My dear Diana
Germantown is at a great Distance from Weymouth Meeting-House, you know; The No. of
Yards indeed is not so prodigious, but the Rowing and Walking that lyes between is
a great Discouragement to a weary Traveller. Could my Horse have helped me to Weymouth,
Braintree would not have held me, last Night.—I lay, in the well known Chamber, and
dreamed, I saw a Lady, tripping it over the Hills, on Weymouth shore, and Spreading
Light and Beauty and Glory, all around her. At first I thought it was Aurora, with
her fair Complexion, her Crimson Blushes and her million Charms and Graces. But I
soon found it was Diana, a Lady infinitely dearer to me and more charming.—Should
Diana make her Appearance every morning instead of Aurora, I should not sleep as I
do, but should be all awake and admiring by four, at latest.—You may be sure I was
mortifyed when I found, I had only been dreaming. The Impression however of this dream
awaked me thoroughly, and since I had lost my Diana, I enjoy'd the
Opportunity of viewing and admiring Miss Aurora. She's a sweet Girl, upon my Word.
Her breath is wholesome as the sweetly blowing Spices of Arabia, and therefore next
to her fairer sister Diana, the Properest Physician, for your drooping