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Wit's EPICEDIUM.
Epitaph upon Mr. J. Cleveland.
1659.
Here lies great Cleveland! whom 'tis fit,
To name the Phœnix of true Wit.
His Fate suits sadly with the name;
Since he expired in a Flame.
A Fever! hence this fate did come,
The Muses suffer'd Martyrdom!
He like the Phœnix dy'd! Alas!
Not like the Phœnix bury'd was!
Since with the Gums of his own Stile,
He did not build himself a Pyle.
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