God bless pawnbrokers! They are quiet men. You may go once -- You may go again -- They do not question As a brother might; They never say What they think is right; They never hint All you ought to know; Lay your treasure down, Take your cash and go, Fold your ticket up In a secret place With your shaken pride And your shy disgrace, Take the burly world By the throat again -- God bless pawnbrokers! They are quiet men. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 4. DIFFERENCE OF OPINION WITH LYGDAMUS by EZRA POUND |