No more thus brooding o'er yon heap,
With avarice painful vigils keep:
Still unenjoy'd the present store,
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This poem should be sent to the war mongers and the monsters of the black gold and to an entire group of despicable Wall Street brokers. Coming from an old hippy I enjoy this man's attitude about dough.
Can gold remove the mortal hour? In life can love be bought with gold? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold? No! - all that's worth a wish - a thought, The genius of Samuel Johnson shines through this poem.
Noble thoughts; an invitation to virtuous love and a muse's moral lay.
Muses' moral lay! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Can gold remove the mortal hour? In life can love be bought with gold? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold? No! - all that's worth a wish - a thought, Fair virtue gives unbribed, unbought, Cease then on trash thy hopes to bind, Let noble views engage thy mind.... great theme. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks to his soul for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.
Now that was smoooooooothly said! ! ! Surprised me- - often the classic poems are stilted and over ornate for my tastes- -but this one went down so easy yet its message wasn't short-changed. Fantastic read and noble use of time and ink.