Author John Byrom Zeal without Meekness, like a ship at sea, To rising storms may soon become a prey; And Meekness without Zeal is still the same, When a dead calm stops ev'ry sailor's aim. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments