John Taylor "The Water Poet"

I sit within a helmless bark.

I sit within a helmless bark.

God sends meat, and the Devil sends cooks.

God sends meat, and the Devil sends cooks.

He shall find the rugged thistle bursting
Into glossy purples, that outredden
All voluptuous garden roses.

He shall find the rugged thistle bursting
Into glossy purples, that outredden
All voluptuous garden roses.

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a read more

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a man,
Every minute one is born.

For men, at most, differ as heaven and earth;
But women, worst and best, as heaven and hell.

For men, at most, differ as heaven and earth;
But women, worst and best, as heaven and hell.