Living
Haste hurtfull.
From Hesperides (1648)
Living
HAste is unhappy: What we Rashly do
Is both unluckie; I, and foolish too.
Where War with rashnesse is attempted, there
The Soldiers leave the Field with equall feare.
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Herrick, Robert. “Haste hurtfull.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/822/.
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Herrick, Robert. “Haste hurtfull.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/822/.
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