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All I desire for my own burial is not to be buried alive

Anxiety for my health and life

Borough-jobber

Get what I can, if I cannot get what I will

Horace

I shall never know, though all the coffeehouses here do

L'influenza

Neither well nor ill, but UNWELL

Read my eyes out every day, that I may not hang myself

Stamp-act has proved a most pernicious measure

Those who wish him the best, as I do, must wish him dead

Water-drinkers can write nothing good

Would have all intoleration intolerated in its turn

Would not tell what she did not know

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