William Strode

(1602 - 1644 / England)

A Purse-String


We hugg, imprison, hang, and save,
This foe, this friend, our Lord, our slave.


While thus I hang, you threatned see
The fate of him that stealeth mee.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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