On Stephen Duck, the Thresher and Favourite Poet

The Thresher Duck, could o'er the Q {-}{-}{-}{-}{-}{-} prevail,The Proverb says; No Fence against a Flayl.From threshing Corn, he turns to thresh his Brains;For which Her M{-}{-}{-}{-}{-}{-}y allows him Grains.Though 'tis confess't, that those who ever sawHis Poems, think them all not worth a Straw.Thrice happy Duck, employ'd in threshing Stubble!Thy Toil is lessen'd, and thy Profits double.