The Last Performance

is

January,

and

the

Shepherd

has

a

bleak

seat

on

the

Mountain:

the

Blackbird

leaves

not

a

berry

on

the

thorn,

and

garden

earth

is

turned

up

for

her

roots:

the

water

floods

run

over

the

proud

banks,

and

the

gaping

Oyster

leaves

his

shell

in

the

streets,

while

the

proud

Peacock

leaps

into

the

pie.

Nicholas

Bretton,

1626.

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