So when folk tell me of this great man and that great man, I think to myself. Who was stinted of joy for his glory? How many old folk and children did his coach wheels go over? What bridal lacked his song, and what mourner his tears, that he found time to climb so high?


Precious Bane (1924)


So when folk tell me of this great man and that great man, I think to myself. Who was stinted of joy for his glory? How many old folk and children...

So when folk tell me of this great man and that great man, I think to myself. Who was stinted of joy for his glory? How many old folk and children...

So when folk tell me of this great man and that great man, I think to myself. Who was stinted of joy for his glory? How many old folk and children...

So when folk tell me of this great man and that great man, I think to myself. Who was stinted of joy for his glory? How many old folk and children...