And Taylor wrote, "When heaven intends to do some mighty thing, he makes a poet - or at least a King, and those that deny will find the way, by wondrous accident perchance one may, Grope out a needle in a load of hay; And though a white crow be exceedingly rare, A blind man may, by fortune, catch a hare.
Or ride a horse in quarantine, no covid-19!
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Posted: Apr 2022
About this poem:
Obviously credt goes to John Taylor (24 August 1578 – December 1653)
Comments (1)
The "water poet" would have had a giggle.