Why The Journey Is Made Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Why The Journey Is Made



'Tis not with
gold
, I hear,
The Wise Man starts to Frisco!
But, haply, to demur
If matters there amiss go;
And, if
incensed
, to stir
With
direst
threats-'obispo.'

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