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De Tristibus.
To a Cat bore me company in Confinement.
Associate to my Tears, whose nature trideMakes thee a fit Companion for my side,
Who Captive sit under Confinements wing
For Being too active to act suffering,
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Then boldly tell what weather's drawing near.
For I'l conclude, no storm of Fortune can
Prevail ore Cæsar's barque, an honest Man.
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