Charles Hamilton Musgrove Gold Poems
The Newly Dead
With the light just quenched in their eyes
They lie in their graves 'neath the skies, ...
A Song For The Hills
Here is the freedom men die for,--die for but never know;
Here is the peace they pray for shrined in eternal snow;
Down on the plain the city moans with a human cry,
But here there is naught but silence,--peace, and the wide, wide sky. ...
The Gold Fields
Here is a tale the North Wind sang to me:
Hell hath set Mammon o'er a frozen land,
Crowned him with gold, put gold into his hand,
And men forsake their God to bow the knee ...
The Feast Of The Passions
It wouldn't be fair to Belshazzar
When speaking of madness and mirth,
To draw from his revel a moral
For conscienceless sin in the earth, ...
Cupid To A Skull
I came your way in the years gone by,
In the summers that now are old,
And then there was light in your beaming eye,
And love was living and hopes were high ...
A Legend Of Gold
Lucifer craved one boon of God
After his fall, as his own to hold;
So He gave him a mite in heaven's sight,
But lo! the gift that He gave was--Gold. ...
Our Daily Bread
"Give us this day our daily bread!" O prayer
By Jesus taught, thou hast become a cry
For starveling mouths in Famine's ghastly lair--
A beggar's plaint when Dives passes by. ...
Our Sister Of The Streets.
She comes not with the conscious grace
Of gentle, winsome womanhood,
Nor yet, withal, the flaunting face
Of men and women understood, ...
The Fettered Vultures.
(Battleships of the Coronation Naval Review, Spithead, England, June 24, 1911.)
Hail, sceptered Mars, great god of wars! ...
by Charles Hamilton Musgrove
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