1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3he bent right down and well what did he seize
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5Old Galileo’s Pisan offerings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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