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93. An Epitaph on my most honour'd Kinsman Colonel Ralph Sneyd, who dy'd in the Isle of Man about the 40th year of his Age.
Here lyes a body that gave Lodging toA Soul as noble as the world did know;
It was well-organ'd, handsome, manly, and
Of equal structure to the best o'th Land:
Yet was unworthy of the Soul was given,
And therefore dy'd cause that fled back to Heaven,
Here Colonel Ralph Sneyd doth lie; In brief
The joy of mankind living, now the grief.
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