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Show Hkh '1 THE LUST OF GOLD. HtffJ I jft Strange land is ours, we all, both young and old, H f ( 'I J Bow down In worship of our idol, gold. Hj ' We rate our neighbors by the rule of three, Hji' t i To thousands nod, to millions bend the knee; 'jIiHH ,r g0 we se our Paces renown, H Jj Praise a rich boor and deify a clown; Hl n u i j To gold though brought by an embruted hand, H i io In reverent attitude we love to stand; Bf! ltj' or S our matrons weave enchanting wiles; H ' f"V' : For gold our maidens save their sweetest smiles; Bj lq'j f For gold our men their honor will degrade, H h Jui'i Their manhood sell, their promises evade. 1 "f 1 'Jl e nover ask now Smith his fortune wrought, M vj V r We only ask how big a stake he brought. H ' , Our study is not how in honor true fl lv ' We may increase the wealth that is our due, M ' 'i- But how our ducats we may heap and store B !J " And still escape the penitentiary door. H ,4 J' 'Tis only when some careless thief is caught H' - f That our shocked souls are sadly overwrought, H .'lf. " And we indignant shout in wild acclaim M . ' ! ii -, Against the awful sin of it, the. sin and shame. v.:)1: |