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'Twixt thee and him (Great Ben!) a parallel
Would chance strike credit deafe, make envie swell,
Swell then who list, and burst; since deads thy heire,
He's to thy wit the sole Executer:
(T. Randolph.)
The legacies being paid, all he assayes,
S'no more than what he well deserves, thy bayes:
His Muse but yet new borne hath felt thy fate;


And like thine glories in the rabbles hate;
As soone as shee had life, she was wish't dead,
Or under her owne ashes buried;
But now a glorious Phœnix rais'd is shee
From this and her supposed Tragedie.