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Their Treasure kept, and might dispose of itAnd th'Orphans Goods, as his free Muse thought fit.As if grave Benchers had been seene to weareLoud German Spurres, tall Feathers, and long Haire.Such wilde inversions, both of Men, and Lawes,Amaz'd my Faith, untill I knew, the causeWas your returne to health; which did destroyAll griefe in greater Minds, and swell their joy:Which made me gladly vow to dedicateEach Yeare, a solemne sacrifice to Fate;Such as should please old Esculapius too,More than dissected Cocks were wont to doe,(If there be prophecie in Wine) and thenYou shall be knowne to Altars, as to Men.

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