While Speed is filling the bottle, Hurry is spilling the ink; While Speed is solving the problem, Hurry's beginning to think. While Speed is hitting the bull's-eye, Hurry is stringing his bow; While Hurry is marching his army, Speed is worsting his foe. Hurry is quick at beginning, Speed is quick at the end. Hurry wins many a slave, but Speed wins many a friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOATMAN OF KINSALE by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS THE LAST BUCCANEER by CHARLES KINGSLEY FASHION; A DIALOGUE by JAMES HAY BEATTIE THE FLOWER GIRL (REIGN OF QUEEN ANNE) by WILLIAM ROSE BENET TO M. I. (2) by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS TO BETTINE; THE CHILD-FRIEND OF GOETHE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |