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EPIGRAM
Three traitors, Oxford—Francis—Bean,Have missed their wicked aim;
And may all shots against the Queen,
In future do the same:
For why, I mean no turn of wit,
But seriously insist
That if Her Majesty were hit
No one would be so miss'd.
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