1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14fried grilled black pudding’s still the world’s best yum

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