The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations/The Quidditie
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¶ The Quidditie.
MY God, a verse is not a crown,
No point of honour, or gay suit,
No hawk, or banquet, or renown,
Nor a good sword, nor yet a lute:
No point of honour, or gay suit,
No hawk, or banquet, or renown,
Nor a good sword, nor yet a lute:
It cannot vault, or dance, or play;
It never was in France or Spain;
Nor can it entertain the day
With a great stable or demain:
It never was in France or Spain;
Nor can it entertain the day
With a great stable or demain:
It is no office, art, or news,
Nor the Exchange, or busie Hall:
But it is that which while I use
I am with thee, and Most take all.
Nor the Exchange, or busie Hall:
But it is that which while I use
I am with thee, and Most take all.