1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7th’outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
8for burning bushes never fish forgave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14they’re kings we’re mammal-cousins hi ho hum
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