The Canterbury Drafts Theme

A line will take us hours maybe,
yet if it does not seem a moment's thought,
our stitching and unstitching has been nought,
better go down upon your marrow bones,
and scrub a kitchen pavement or break stones,
like an old pauper, in all kinds of weather,
for to articulate sweet sounds together,
is to work harder than all these, and yet
be thought an idler...

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