Philip Massinger: Some undone widow sits upon mine arm, And takes away the use of it; and my sword, Glued to my scabbard with wronged orph

Some undone widow sits upon mine arm, And takes away the use of it; and my sword — Philip Massinger

Some undone widow sits upon mine arm, And takes away the use of it; and my sword, Glued to my scabbard with wronged orphan's tears, Will not be drawn.

Philip Massinger

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