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Thence to * Wentbrig, where vile Wretches,
Hideous Hags and odious Witches;
Writhen Count'nance, and mishapen,
Are by some foul, Bug-Bear taken:
These infernal Seats inherit,
Who contract with such a Spirit.
Thence to Ferrybrig, sore wearied,
Surefoot, but in Spirit cheered:
I the Grape no sooner tasted,
But my Melancholy wasted:
Never was wild Boar more fellish,
Tho' the Wine did smally relish.
Thence to † Pomfret, as long since is,
Fatal to our ‡ English Princes;
For the choicest § Liquorice crowned,
And for sundry Acts renowned:
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