| The Cynicks narrow houshold stuffe of Crutch |
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| A Treasure found one entring at death's gate |
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| Vain Painter why dost strive my face to draw |
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| Because with bought books, Sir, your study's fraught |
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| Her jealous Husband an Adultresse gave |
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| Cupido, Edyl. 6 |
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| I am that Dido which thou here do'st see |
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| Oft in her Glass the musing Shepherd spies |
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