George Gancoigne...
And if I did what then?
Are you aggriev'd therefore?
The sea hath fish for every man,
And what would you have more?
Thus did my Mistress once,
Amaze my mind with doubt:
And popt a question for the nonce,
To beat my brains about.
Whereto I thus replied,
Each fisherman can wish,
That all the sea at every tide,
Were his alone to fish.
And so did I (in vain),
But since it may not be:
Let such fish there as find the gain,
And leave the loss for me.
And when they stick on sands,
That every man may see:
Then will I laugh and clap my hands,
As they do now at me.

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Live the Dream... a poem by George Gancoigne...
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