Haste is unhappy; what we rashly do
Is both unlucky, aye, and foolish, too.
Where war with rashness is attempted, there
The soldiers leave the field with equal fear.
Haste Hurtful
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: fear, war, field, foolish, equal, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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