The Poems of Sir William Watson | ||
THE BETTER CHOICE
The Winter Sun is a Miser
His joy is to hoard and hold,
But the Summer Sun is wiser
He freely gives his gold.
His joy is to hoard and hold,
But the Summer Sun is wiser
He freely gives his gold.
With lavish and broad disbursal,
Beneath and around and above,
He sows his wealth Universal,
And reaps universal love.
Beneath and around and above,
He sows his wealth Universal,
And reaps universal love.
The Poems of Sir William Watson | ||