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On the 30th of January, 1699.
Go, cursed Crew, to all Extreams inclin'd,Rough as the Seas, and wav'ring as the Wind,
Too deeply cruel, or too basely kind:
You, like the Roman Senate heretofore,
Dead Drunk with Superstition, and with Goar,
First Masacre your Monarch, then adore.
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