Money poems

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Of Money

© Barnabe Googe

Give money me, take friendship whoso list,

For friends are gone, come once adversity,

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Griselda: A Society Novel In Verse - Chapter V

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Griselda's madness lasted forty days,
Forty eternities! Men went their ways,
And suns arose and set, and women smiled,
And tongues wagged lightly in impeachment wild

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Tale XVI

© George Crabbe

cause -
This creature frights her, overpowers, and awes."
Six weeks had pass'd--"In truth, my love, this

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Nathan The Wise - Act II

© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing

  But out of my dilemma
'Tis not so easy to escape unhurt.
Well, you must have the knight.

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Sure Hit Songwriter’s Pen

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Now I was hangin' round Nashville writin' songs and playin' 'em for all of the stars
Watchin' 'em laugh and hand 'em back livin' on hope and Hershey bars
So I pawned my guitar and bought a ticket home and I's headin' for the Trailway bus
When I seen an old fountain pen laying in the gutter so I stopped and picked it up

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An Heroic Epistle of Hudibras To His Lady

© Samuel Butler

I who was once as great as Caesar,

Am now reduc'd to Nebuchadnezzar;

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Henry James in the Heart of the City

© Erica Jong

Nothing would surprise him.
The beast in the jungle was what he saw--
Edith Wharton's obfuscating older brother. . .

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The Cab Lamps

© Henry Lawson

THE CRESCENT MOON and clock tower are fair above the wall
Across the smothered lanes of ’Loo, the stifled vice and all,
And in the shadow yonder—like cats that wait for scraps—
The crowding cabs seem waiting—for you and me, perhaps.

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Toys

© Edgar Albert Guest

I can pass up the lure of a jewel to wear

  With never the trace of a sigh,

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Garden Street

© Roderic Quinn

LONG and drowsy and white and wide,
Villas and arbours on either side,
Pleasant under the cloudless skies,
Garden Street in the sunlight lies.

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Idyll XII. The Comrades

© Theocritus

Art come, dear youth? two days and nights away!
(Who burn with love, grow aged in a day.)
As much as apples sweet the damson crude
Excel; the blooming spring the winter rude;

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269. Song—Sweet Tibbie Dunbar

© Robert Burns

O WILT thou go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
O wilt thou go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn in a car,
Or walk by my side, O sweet Tibbie Dunbar?

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Breitmann’s Sleigh-Ride

© Charles Godfrey Leland

VEN de winter make oos shifer
Und de bonds is froze mit ice,
To shlide und shkate on de rifer,
Mit de poys und gals is nice.

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10. The Ronalds of the Bennals

© Robert Burns

IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men,
And proper young lasses and a’, man;
But ken ye the Ronalds that live in the Bennals,
They carry the gree frae them a’, man.

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Velocity Of Money

© Allen Ginsberg

I’m delighted by the velocity of money as it whistles through the windows

of Lower East Side

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For He Was a Jolly Good Fellow

© Henry Lawson

THEY CHEERED him from the wharf—it was a glorious day:
His hand went to his scarf—his thoughts were far away.
Oh, he was “Jolly Good”, they sang it long and loud—
The money lender stood unknown amongst the crowd.
He’d taken him aside, while trembling fit to fall,
No friendly eye espied the last farewell of all!

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I Like Canadians

© Ernest Hemingway

By A Foreigner

I like Canadians.

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Two Christmas Eves

© Edith Nesbit


Don't go to sleep; you mustn't sleep
Here on the frozen floor! Yes, creep
Closer to me. Oh, if I knew
What is this something left to do!

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Book Fifth-Books

© William Wordsworth

  There was a Boy: ye knew him well, ye cliffs
And islands of Winander!--many a time
At evening, when the earliest stars began
To move along the edges of the hills,
Rising or setting, would he stand alone
Beneath the trees or by the glimmering lake,

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Tibbie Dunbar

© Robert Burns

O, wilt thou go wi' me,
Sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
O, wilt thou go wi' me,
Sweet Tibbie Dunbar?