1Prose took the minstrel’s verse without a squeeze
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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