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William Cowper

(26 November 1731 – 25 April 1800 / Hertfordshire)

A Riddle


I am just two and two, I am warm, I am cold,
And the parent of numbers that cannot be told.
I am lawful, unlawful -- a duty, a fault,
I am often sold dear, good for nothing when bought;
An extraordinary boon, and a matter of course,
And yielded with pleasure when taken by force.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010

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