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In Coccam.
Epig. de Monsieur Maynard.
Cocca thou'dst still be lov'd; nor wilt abateOur Primitive ardour, but with Discontent:
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With that alas! of the Old Testament.
Thine Eyes no more are Homicides,
And thy warpt front its furrows hides
Under the Paint-house of a Hood.
Now ply thy Beads; thy Name's renouned,
Thou the first Baudy-house hast founded,
Has been erected since the Flood.
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