Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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MONEYTHIRST. |
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MONEYTHIRST.
Laugh on and sneer, ye moneymaking Crew,Ye who, than wealth, no worthier aims can see,
Sweeter than gold are my daydreams to me
Tho' empty pursed, yet richer far than you,
Who have no use of yours; Oh! tell me, who
Deserves by wisdom to be callëd free
That unto Mammon sells his Liberty?
He who for this vile yellow dust would do
A meansouled action is a slave indeed.
And who to its possession would assign
Of degradation the cheappurchased meed,
Deserves to taste of nothing more divine
Than Gold can buy, and in his hour of pain
To find it turn to what it is again,
To Common Dust, like that on which we tread!
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