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Thus the great Pompey, (who the World subdu'd)
By Rome's ill fate, and Tyrant's force pursu'd,
Did to a barb'rous Nation seek for aid;
By them, to murd'ring Villains, was betray'd:
Headless expos'd on the Pelusian shore
The World's Head lay, and all defil'd with gore!
By the dear Body faithful
Codrus stood,
And with his flowing tears washt off the blood.
Then did interr the sacred Relicks safe;
Whose Piety is his best Epitaph.
By Rome's ill fate, and Tyrant's force pursu'd,
Did to a barb'rous Nation seek for aid;
By them, to murd'ring Villains, was betray'd:
Headless expos'd on the Pelusian shore
The World's Head lay, and all defil'd with gore!
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And with his flowing tears washt off the blood.
Then did interr the sacred Relicks safe;
Whose Piety is his best Epitaph.
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