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        But he way

        I must return to native dust? O sight

        Of terrour, foul and ugly to behold,

        o to feel! [ 465 ]

        to w seen

        In    s many shapes

        Of Deat lead

        to    to sense

        More terrible at trahin. [ 470 ]

        Some, as t, by violent stroke shall die,

        By Fire, Flood, Famin, by Intemperance more

        Is and Drinks, wh shall bring

        Diseases dire, of wrous crew

        Before t t know [ 475 ]

        miserie tinence of Eve

        Sely a place

        Before his eyes appeard, sad, noysom, dark,

        A Lazar- seemd, wherein were laid

        Numbers of all diseasd, all maladies [ 480 ]

        Of gastly Spasm, or rag torture, qualmes

        Of -sick Agonie, all feavorous kinds,

        vulsions, Epilepsies, fierce Catarrhs,

        Iin Stone and Ulcer, Coligs,

        D?moniac Phrenzie, moaping Melancholie [ 485 ]

        And Moon-struck madness, pining Atrophie

        Marasmus and iilence,

        Dropsies, and Ast-rag Rheums.

        Dire ossing, deep the groans, despair

        te from Couco Couch; [ 490 ]

        And over triump Deat

        S delaid to strike, t invokt

        ithir chief good, and final hope.

        Sig    of Rock could long

        Drie-eyd be, but , [ 495 ]

        t of oman born; passion quelld

        of Man, and gave o tears

        A space, till firmer ts restraind excess,

        And scarce rec words    renewd.

        O miserable Mankind, to w fall [ 500 ]

        Degraded, to cate reservd!
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