@3Who always Did what was Right, and so accumulated an Immense Fortune@1 The nicest child I ever knew Was Charles Augustus Fortescue. He never lost his cap, or tore His stockings or his pinafore: In eating Bread he made no Crumbs, He was extremely fond of sums, To which, however, he preferred The Parsing of a Latin Word -- He sought, when it was in his power, For information twice an hour, And as for finding Mutton-Fat Unappetising, far from that! He often, at his Father's Board, Would beg them, of his own accord, To give him, if they did not mind, The Greasiest Morsels they could find -- His Later Years did not belie The Promise of his Infancy. In Public Life he always tried To take a judgment Broad and Wide; In Private, none was more than he Renowned for quiet courtesy. He rose at once in his Career, And long before his Fortieth Year Had wedded Fifi, Only child Of Bunyan, First Lord Aberfylde. He thus became immensely Rich, And built the Splendid Mansion which Is called "The Cedars, Muswell Hill," Where he resides in Affluence still, To show what Everybody might Become by SIMPLY DOING RIGHT. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CITY REVISITED by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET SONG:SO WHY DOES THIS DEAD CARNATION by HAYDEN CARRUTH WHAT THING A BIRD WOULD LOVE by ROBERT FROST THE LEAVES OF THE TREE HIDE THE SUN by DAVID IGNATOW TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO OUR MOCKING-BIRD; DIED OF A CAT, MAY, 1878 by SIDNEY LANIER ON THE PROPOSAL TO ERECT A MONUMENT IN ENGLAND TO LORD BYRON by EMMA LAZARUS |