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THE EDINBURGH
Had this been the cafe, what had we enjoy'd,
Our ipirits (till rifing, our fancy ne'er cloy'd ;
A pox then on Neptune, when 'twas in his pow'r,
To flip, like a fool, fuch a fortunate hour.
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