Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, RICHES, by MARGARET SACKVILLE


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First Line: What is the worth of all these things:-a day
Last Line: Before delight which thrives upon a crust!
Subject(s): Wealth; Riches; Fortunes


WHAT is the worth of all these things:—a day
Spent in a little town—a night of rain,
A score of footprints stamped in Sussex clay,
A word—a gesture—burnt into the brain;

Or Youth up-leaping to a golden mood
Which crushes many lives in one mad hour;
Some joy o'ertaken over long pursued—
A kiss, a close embrace, a tear, a flower?

Grave judges heavy-fingered these light things
Of air, how shall you weigh them? In your scales
Heap your sad wealth against a little dust

Fallen upon a rose from a moth's wing;
And watch your vaunted wisdom how it fails
Before delight which thrives upon a crust!





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