Thomas Hood

(1789-1845 / London / England)

Gold! - Poem by Thomas Hood

Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold
Molten, graven, hammered and rolled,
Heavy to get and light to hold,
Hoarded, bartered, bought and sold,
Stolen, borrowed, squandered, doled,
Spurned by young, but hung by old
To the verge of a church yard mold;
Price of many a crime untold.
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Good or bad a thousand fold!
How widely it agencies vary,
To save - to ruin - to curse - to bless -
As even its minted coins express :
Now stamped with the image of Queen Bess,
And now of a bloody Mary.

Comments about Gold! by Thomas Hood

  • Rookie C.a. Morrow (3/11/2010 7:25:00 PM)

    C.A. Morrow...Thomas Hood was a most underrated poet, this poem is so emotionally contempary.....anyone that doesn't appreciate it's subtlety obviously has language difficulties (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Kameron Otten (3/1/2010 8:19:00 AM)

    this poem really really really really really sucks! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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