Chapter 15 Sea-Freshness

Look at that crab there. See if you can't haul

His backward progress to this spar of a ship

Thrown up and sunk into the sand here. Clip

His clipping feelers hard, and give him all

Your hand to gripe at: he'll take care not fall:

So,-but with heed, for you are like to slip

In stepping on the plank's sea-slime. Your lip-

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