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Poem by George Gascoigne


Sonnet 6. For why the gains doth seldom quit the charge


For why the gains doth seldom quit the charge:
And so say I by proof too dearly bought,
My haste made waste; my brave and brainsick barge
Did float too fast to catch a thing of naught.
With leisure, measure, mean, and many moe
I mought have kept a chair of quiet state.
But hasty heads cannot be settled so,
Till crooked Fortune gave a crabbed mate.
As busy brains must beat on tickle toys,
As rash invention breeds a raw devise,
So sudden falls do hinder hasty joys;
And as swift baits do fleetest fish entice,
So haste makes waste, and therefore now I say,
No haste but good, where wisdom makes the way. 



George Gascoigne


George Gascoigne's other poems:
  1. The Steel Glass
  2. The Looks of a Lover Enamoured
  3. Sonnet 3. And every year a world my will did deem
  4. Sonnet 5. All were too little for the merchant's hand
  5. The Green Knight's Farewell to Fancy


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