The Thresher Duck, could o'er the Q {-}{-}{-}{-}{-}{-} prevail, <br /> The Proverb says; No Fence against a Flayl. <br /> From threshing Corn, he turns to thresh his Brains; <br /> For which Her M{-}{-}{-}{-}{-}{-}y allows him Grains. <br /> Though 'tis confess't, that those who ever saw <br /> His Poems, think them all not worth a Straw. <br /> Thrice happy Duck, employ'd in threshing Stubble! <br /> Thy Toil is lessen'd, and thy Profits double.<br /><br />Jonathan Swift<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-stephen-duck-the-thresher-and-favourite-poet/
