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Upon the death of my Good nag: Fox

The Fox is dead, if subtilty with him
Interrd 'twer happy: and a Sanadrim
Of well composd conceptions to apply
The Happy fate of this sad desteny
Then would ther be noe more Plotts to controwle
Our Enterprises whither in bush or hole
Launds or their Circumvalls, but all agree
The fox is dead, henceforth wee'l sober be
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