Hindrances Poem by Jeremy Taylor

Hindrances

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He that will sow his field with hopefull seed,
Must every bramble, every thistle weed;
And when each hindrance to the graine is gone,
A fruitfull crop shall rise of corn alone.

Friday, October 15, 2010
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