William Strode

(1602 - 1644 / England)

Quotations

  • ''The wanton snow flew to her breast,
    Like pretty birds into their nest,
    But, overcome with whiteness there,
    For grief it thaw'd into a tear:
    Thence falling on her garments' hem,
    To deck her, froze into a gem.''
    William Strode (1602?-1645), British poet, clergyman. On Chloris Walking in the Snow (l. 5-10). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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Jacke-On-Both-Sides

I hold as fayth
What Rome's Church sayth
Where the King's head,
That flock's misled
Where th' Altar's drest
That People's blest
Who shuns the Masse
Hee's but an Asse
Who Charity preach

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