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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