Sir Walter Raleigh (1554?–1618). Poems. 1892.
XII.Sir Walter Raleigh to his Son
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And flourish while they are asunder far;
But on a day, they meet all in a place,
And when they meet, they one another mar.
The Wood is that that makes the gallows tree;
The Weed is that that strings the hangman’s bag;
The Wag, my pretty knave, betokens thee.
Green springs the tree, hemp grows, the wag is wild;
But when they meet, it makes the timber rot,
It frets the halter, and it chokes the child.
GOD BLESS THE CHILD!