Quote#Wisdom
It is a wondrous thing, how fleet
Quote byAndrew Marvell · 1621–1678
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Miscellaneous Poems (1681), The Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Fawn, line 63.
English (original)
It is a wondrous thing, how fleet ’Twas on those little silver feet. With what a pretty skipping grace, It oft would challenge me the race: And when ’t had left me far away, ’Twould stay, and run again, and stay. For it was nimbler much than hinds; And trod, as on the four winds.
— Andrew Marvell
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