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Fragment at Tunbridge-Wells

 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

by Anne Kingsmill Finch
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