Poems with rhymes of chine

Didst ever behold so lithe a chine?
His cheek hath laps like a fresh-singed swine.

Mais non, venons à luy, dont la maussade mine
Resemble un de ces dieux des coutaux de la Chine,

His rich dalmatic, and maniple fine;
And the choristers sing as the lay-brothers bring
To the board a magnificent turkey and chine.

As in a leathern butt of wine;
Or dough, a household lump;
Or a pumpkin; or a good beef chine,

For when she came to spike and spine,
Where reef and river gather,
Her feet were sore with shell and chine;

To try for once if they can dine
On bacon-ham and mutton-chine.

That cottage in a chine
We were not to behold it;
But there may the purest of sunbeams shine,