Andrew Lang - Ballade Of Worldly Wealth

Andrew Lang - Ballade Of Worldly Wealth

Money taketh town and wall, br Fort and ramp without a blow; br Money moves the merchants all, br While the tides shall ebb and flow; br Money maketh Evil show br Like the Good, and Truth like lies: br These alone can ne'er bestow br Youth, and health, and Paradise. br br Money maketh festival, br Wine she buys, and beds can strow; br Round the necks of captains tall, br Money wins them chains to throw, br Marches soldiers to and fro, br Gaineth ladies with sweet eyes: br These alone can ne'er bestow br Youth, and health, and Paradise. br br Money wins the priest his stall; br Money mitres buys, I trow, br Red hats for the Cardinal, br Abbeys for the novice low; br Money maketh sin as snow, br Place of penitence supplies: br These alone can ne'er bestow br Youth, and health, and Paradise.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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