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Epig. 8. To the Holy Well, on Maw verne Hill.
We often read that Myracles haue ceast,Which otherwise seemes by thy golden fame,
(Blaz'd farre and wide: almost to East and West)
Which curest all, the vlc'rous, blind, and lame.
These myracles, God grant, they be not Mould
In the Popes forge; as Counterfeits of old.
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