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Between two cockels stew'd,
Is meat that's easily chew'd;
Brains of worms, and marrow of mice,
Do make a feast that's wond'rous nice.
The grasshopper, gnat, and fly,
Serve for our minstrelly;
Grace said, we dance a while,
And so the time beguile:
But if the moon doth hide her head,
The glow-worm lights us home to bed.
O'er tops of dewy grass,
So nimbly we do pass,
The young and tender stalk
Ne'er bends where we do walk;
Yet in the morning may be seen
Where we the night before have been.
FINIS.
