The use of money marks the man.
The wrong is not in having gold;
All men should gather what they can
In other ways is failure told.
The sin lies not in growing rich
But in forgetfulness of pain
And all the bitter suffering which
Beset the men who poor remain.
No virtue lies in poverty,
Poor men may be as vile or worse
And fail God's purpose utterly
As those who may be rich of purse.
Within the sphere where we may dwell
The test is not of yellow gain,
But do we use our talents well?
Does sympathy in us remain?
'Tis not the role that makes the priest,
'Tis not the purse that makes the man.
The proof of greatest and of least
Is: Does he do the best he can?
I am busy working to bring Edgar A. Guest's "Rich or Poor" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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