To the snipe


Thriving on seams
That tiny islands swell
Just hilling from the mud and rancid streams
Suiting thy nature well
For here thy bill
Suited by wisdom good
Of rude unseemly length doth delve & drill
The jellied mass for food
& here mayhap
When summer suns have drest
The moors rude desolate & spongy lap
May hide thy mystic nest

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