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Thou greatest Plague that Mortals know!
Thou greatest Punishment!
That Heav'n has sent
To quell and humble us below!
Thou worst of all Diseases and all Pains
By so much harder to endure,
By how much thou art hard to cure,
Who having rob'd Physitians of their brains,
As well as of their Gain
A Chronical Disease doth still remain!
What Epithet can fit thee, or what words thy ills explain!
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