Why are we by all creatures waited on? <br />Why do the prodigal elements supply <br />Life and food to me, being more pure than I, <br />Simple, and further from corruption? <br />Why brook'st thou, ignorant horse, subjection? <br />Why dost thou, bull, and bore so seelily, <br />Dissemble weakness, and by one man's stroke die, <br />Whose whole kind you might swallow and feed upon? <br />Weaker I am, woe is me, and worse than you, <br />You have not sinned, nor need be timorous. <br />But wonder at a greater wonder, for to us <br />Created nature doth these things subdue, <br />But their Creator, whom sin nor nature tied, <br />For us, His creatures, and His foes, hath died.<br /><br />John Donne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/holy-sonnet-xii-why-are-we-by-all-creatures-wait/
