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The Renowned Hiſtory of

Epitaph on a Dormouse, really written by a little Boy.


In Paper Caſe,
Hard by this Place,
Dead a poor Dormouſe lies;
And ſoon or late,
Summon'd by Fate,
Each Prince, each Monarch dies,


Ye Sons of Verſe,
While I rehearſe,
Attend inſtructive Rhyme;
No Sins had Dor,
To anſwer for,
Repent of yours in Time.