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To Doctor Cademan,
Physitian to the Queene.

For thy Victorious cares, thy ready heart;Thy so small tyranny to so much Art;For visits made to my diseaseAnd me, (Alas) not to my Fees:For words, so often comforting with scopeOf learned reason, not perswasive hope:For Med'cines so benigne, as seemeCordials for Easterne Queenes that teeme.For setting now my condemn'd Body free,From that no God, but Devill Mercurie:For an assurance, I ne're shallA forfeit be to'th Admirall;

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