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The roses were red as he went rushing by, And cloud-woven tapestries hung in the sky, And the clover was waving 'Neath honey bees slaving. A bird over there Rondelayed a soft air. But the man could n't spare Time for gathering flowers, Or resting in bowers, Or gazing at skies That gladdened the eyes. So he kept on and swept on Through mean, sordid years. Now he 's up to his ears In the choicest of stocks. [45 ] FOOL'S GOLD He owns endless blocks Of houses and shops, And the stream never stops P...ouring into his banks.
I suppose that he ranks Pretty near to the top; What I have won't sop His ambition one tittle, And yet with my little I 'm sure I 'd not trade With the bargain he made.
Just watch him to-day, See him trying to play.
He 's come back for spring skies, But they 're in a new guise.
Winter's here, all is gray.
The birds are away, The meadows are brown, The leaves lie aground, And the gay brook that wound With a swirling and whirling Of waters is furling Its bosom in ice.
And he has n't the price, With all of his gold, To buy what he sold; [46 ] FOOL'S GOLD He knows now the cost Of the Springtime he lost, Of the flowers he tossed From his way.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The roses were red as he went rushing by, And cloud-woven tapestries hung in the sky, And the clover was waving 'Neath honey bees slaving. A bird over there Rondelayed a soft air. But the man could n't spare Time for gathering flowers, Or resting in bowers, Or gazing at skies That gladdened the eyes. So he kept on and swept on Through mean, sordid years. Now he 's up to his ears In the choicest of stocks. [45 ] FOOL'S GOLD He owns endless blocks Of houses and shops, And the stream never stops P...ouring into his banks.
I suppose that he ranks Pretty near to the top; What I have won't sop His ambition one tittle, And yet with my little I 'm sure I 'd not trade With the bargain he made.
Just watch him to-day, See him trying to play.
He 's come back for spring skies, But they 're in a new guise.
Winter's here, all is gray.
The birds are away, The meadows are brown, The leaves lie aground, And the gay brook that wound With a swirling and whirling Of waters is furling Its bosom in ice.
And he has n't the price, With all of his gold, To buy what he sold; [46 ] FOOL'S GOLD He knows now the cost Of the Springtime he lost, Of the flowers he tossed From his way.
What to read after Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Kaufman Herbert to read onlineMoreLess
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