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Poems And SongsEpitaph For Mr. Walter Riddell
Sic a reptile was Wat, sic a miscreant slave, That the worms ev'n damn'd him when laid in his grave; "In his flesh there's a famine," a starved reptile cries, "And his heart is rank poison!" another replies.