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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DEAD MILLIONAIRE, by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: The gold that with the sunlight lies
Last Line: "they'll make no pocket in my shroud."
Alternate Author Name(s): Miller, Joaquin
Subject(s): Wealth; Riches; Fortunes
First Line: The gold that with the sunlight lies
Last Line: "they'll make no pocket in my shroud."
Alternate Author Name(s): Miller, Joaquin
Subject(s): Wealth; Riches; Fortunes
The gold that with the sunlight lies
In bursting heaps at dawn,
The silver spilling from the skies
At night to walk upon,
The diamonds gleaming in the dew
He never saw, he never knew.
He got some gold, dug from the mud,
Some silver, crushed from stones;
But the gold was red with dead men's blood,
The silver black with groans;
And when he died he moaned aloud
"They'll make no pocket in my shroud."
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