![]() | The Poetical Recreations of Mr. Alexander Craig | ![]() |
Nulla dies sine linea.
The standing poole will quicklie stink and rott,The currant streame is cleanlie both and cleare:
The idle man is Sathans prey, God wott,
A verteous minde the Devill darr not draw neare,
My fantasies can profit few, and yet
It hurteth none, but doth me good to writ.
![]() | The Poetical Recreations of Mr. Alexander Craig | ![]() |