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"Take three-fourths of a creature which many admire,That's often confined in a castle of wire;Three-fourths of a herb that the garden doth yield,And a term used by husbandmen ploughing the field;With that part of a swine which is now much in fashion,And a town you'll discover in this brave English nation."

"A town that in trading excels half the nation,Because, Jove be thanked, there is no Corporation!"

"In Rotton ParkNo more doth Roach Pool smile. Its humble mirror.Wherein the stars were once content to gazeOn their reflected forms, is buried nowSome fathoms deep. Yea, with the humble pathThat led beside its banks."