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{Supposed of Pamphylax the Antiochene: It is a parchment, of my rolls the fifth, Hath three skins glued together, is all Greek And goeth from Epsilon down to Mu: Lies second in the surnamed Chosen Chest, {5} Stained and conserved with juice of terebinth, Covered with cloth of hair, and lettered Xi, From Xanthus, my wife’s uncle, now at peace: Mu and Epsilon stand for my own name. I may not write it, but I make a cross {10} To show I wait His coming, with the rest, And leave off here: beginneth Pamphylax.}