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NYGWPB.752.063
6 Nov 1752:11,12,13 (510)
And doth eternal sleep close Varus' eyes,
How soon our pride and glory dies!
And where will equal justice find,
Where steady faith and naked truth,
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A PASTORAL ELEGY, ON THE DEATH OF ADMIRAL WARREN.
Damon and Strephon.
Damon.
Early, O Strephon, to our cost, we know,
That we inhabit but a world of woe.
Pleasure, like sickly plants, but spring to die,
That pain and anguish may their place supply.
. . . [poetic dialogue continues for 1 1/2 columns, signed]
Hibernicus.
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