Is there a parson much bemused in beer,

A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer,

A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross,

Who pens a stanza when he should engross?

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 15.

I was not born under a rhyming planet.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 2.