Never Did He Fail

His cure was wide, with houses far asunder;

But never did he fail, in rain or thunder,

In sickness and in mischance, to visit all,

The furthest in his parish, great or small,

Upon his feet, with staff in hand for aid.

Chaucer, Canterbury Tales

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