Epitaph On Mr. Bridgeman Poem by William Strode

Epitaph On Mr. Bridgeman

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One pitt containes him now that could not dye
Before a thousand pitts in him did lye;
Soe many spotts upon his flesh were shewne
'Cause on his soule sinne fastned almost none.

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