1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum
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