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OT far from that frequented Theater, Where wand'ring Punks each Night at Five repair; Where Purple Emperors in Buskins tread, And rule imaginary Worlds for Bread; Where Bently, by Old Writers, wealthy grew, And Briscoe lately was undone by New: There triumphs a Physician of Renown, To none, but such as rust in Health, unknown. None e'er was plac'd more fitly to impart His known Experience, and his healing Art. When Burss deafens all the list'ning Press With Peals of most Seraphick Emptiness; Or when Mysterious Fn mounts on high, To preach his Parish to a Lethargy: This Æsculapius waits hard by, to ease The Martyrs of such Christian Cruelties. Long