An ‘Oar Frost

day yield say it lief

& leave it less so aggriev’d

for that well agree

 

now set me a good beaver

and fetch an old sabaton

well yonder a beach

 

never so gaunt led

‘tho an hunger may marry

and carry you off

 

lorn before langour

embrace a couter & say

a shorebird-maid cleans

 

as the willows do

the quill the india ink

a log more thamap

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