Epigram Ii. Poem by John Byrom

Epigram Ii.



Zeal without Meekness, like a ship at sea,
To rising storms may soon become a prey;
And Meekness without Zeal is still the same,
When a dead calm stops ev'ry sailor's aim.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: sea,storms
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