Barnabe Googe

(1540-1594 / England)

Of Money - Poem by Barnabe Googe

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Give money me, take friendship whoso list,
For friends are gone, come once adversity,
When money yet remaineth safe in chest,
That quickly can thee bring from misery;
Fair face show friends when riches do abound;
Come time of proof, farewell, they must away;
Believe me well, they are not to be found
If God but send thee once a lowering day.
Gold never starts aside, but in distress,
Finds ways enough to ease thine heaviness.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 23, 2010



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