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46. To my Cousin Mr. Thomas Cokaine of Manciter.
You boast your Manciter was once a Town(When here the Romans govern'd) of Renown:
That Aderston from Ruines of it grew
To be so spacious, and so fair of view.
I yield unto your Truthes, and adde one more,
Aderston drink makes Manciter so poor.
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