If it chance your eye offend you

If it chance your eye offend you,
Pluck it out, lad, and be sound:
'Twill hurt, but here are salves to friend you,
And many a balsam grows on ground.

And if your hand or foot offend you,
Cut it off, lad, and be whole;
But play the man, stand up and end you,
When your sickness is your soul.

Englische Gedichte App

Dieses Gedicht und viele weitere findest Du auch in der Englische Gedichte App.