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A Fishe’s Hornpipe.

A Fishe's Hornpipe. Wallace Irwin. 343. As I was wandering alone Along the wave-washed dunes, I heard eleven fiddler crabs A-playing pleasant tunes. All in a row with each his bow, As merry as could be, A fish's hornpipe they composed…