Of Money by Barnabe Googe

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.

From: http://homepages.wmich.edu/~cooneys/poems/googe.money.html

Date: 1563

By: Barnabe Googe (1540-1594)

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