Poem by John Heywood

Of Waiting

I would see a man wait to his master’s mind 
As the weathercock waiteth on the wind; 
Blow it here or there, blow it low or high, 
The weathercock’s beak is still in the wind’s eye.

1. Of Holding an Inn
2. Of a Hand-gun and a Hand
3. Of Treading a Shoe Awry
4. What God Said to One. Otherwise. Thou art one of them to whom God bade Ho!
5. Of Foreknowledge

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