As when the falling Lid with quick Surprize
Close in the Trap confines th' unwary Mice,
Immur'd they search the concave Prison round,
Hurry despairing, and impatient bound;
As well they might the fruitless Labour cease,
No friendly Gap affords a kind Release;
Till wanton Boys the trembling Wretch relieve,
Free from Confinement, but of Life bereave.