IF but your creditors, the which you chyde, Did knowe as I the worth of your rare wit, Of all your dettes you might full soon be quit Or great or smalle, whatever still maye byde; If each did holde a dizain duly writ, What sum soever the full worth of it Would then be his by thousands multiplied. The worth of money maye by weight be tolde, But none maye knowe what guerdon doth befit Such skill as yours beyond all worth of gold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 7 by CONRAD AIKEN THE SEVEN ARTS by ROBERT FROST TO SEE THE STARS IN DAYLIGHT by JAMES GALVIN THE FLAME LIGHTS UP by DAVID IGNATOW COMPANIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |