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88. To the right honourable Charles Lord Cokaine, Viscount Cullen.
My Lord, you have an honest Heart, and knownTo be of a most sweet Condition;
A Grace unto our Family and Name,
And every where of a most candid Fame:
This is a truth; but lest you should suppose
(If I proceed) I flatter'd, here I close.
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