Treasure Island

Mary Botham Howitt

(1799-1888 / England)

Let Mammon's sons with visage lean


Let Mammon's sons with visage lean,
Restless and vigilant and keen,
Whose thought is but to buy and sell,
In the hot toiling city dwell,
Give me to walk on mountains bare,
Give me to breathe the open air,
To hear the village children's mirth
To see the beauty of the earth -
In wood and wild, but lake and sea,
To dwell with foot and spirit free -

Submitted: Tuesday, September 28, 2010

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