POETRY.
BETTER THAN GOLD. Better than gold is the sweet repose Of the sons of toil when their labors close ; Better than gold is the poor man’s sleep, And the balm that drops on his slumbers deep. Bring sleeping draughts to the downy bed, Where luxury pillows his aching head : His simple opiate labor deems A shorter road to the land of dreams. Better than gold is a thinking mind, That in the realms of books can find A treasure surpassing Australian ore, And live with the great and good of yore ; The sage’s lore and the poet’s lay, The glories of empires passed away ; The world’s great drama will thus enfold, And yield a pleasure better than gold. Better than gold is a peaceful home. Where all the fireside charities come ; The shrine of love, the heaven of life, Hallowed by mother, or sister, or wife. However humble thy home may be, Or tried with sorrow by heaven’s decree, The blessings that never were bought or sold, And centre there, are better than gold,
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Marlborough Press, Volume VIII, Issue 30, 24 July 1867, Page 4
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175POETRY. Marlborough Press, Volume VIII, Issue 30, 24 July 1867, Page 4
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