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Nec Sicca morte Tyranni

In Peace, at home, in bed to die
Cannot sound Guilt of Tyranny
'Cause nor imbude in Blood but drye
Yet mark what follows (Truth being started)
This man of Garth Golia Farted
Beshit his bed and soe departed
Leaving a Savour behind him &c.
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