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Anne Kingsmill Finch - Fragment At Tunbridge-We
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FOR He, that made, must new create us,
Ere Seneca, or Epictetus, 
With all their serious Admonitions,
Can, for the Spleen, prove good Physicians. 
The Heart`s unruly Palpitation
Will not be laid by a Quotation;
Nor will the Spirits move the lighter
For the most celebrated Writer.
Sweats, Swoonings, and convulsive Motions
Will not be cur`d by Words, and Notions. 

Then live, old Brown! with thy Chalybeats,
Which keep us from becoming Idiots.
At Tunbridge let us still be Drinking, 
Though `tis the Antipodes to Thinking:
Such Hurry, whilst the Spirit`s flying,
Such Stupefaction, when `tis dying;
Yet these, and not sententious Papers,
Must brighten Life, and cure the Vapours
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