Money poems

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Friendship

© Edgar Albert Guest

You can buy, if you've got money, all you need to drink and eat,
You can pay for bread and honey, and can keep your palate sweet.
But when trouble comes to fret you, and when sorrow comes your way,
For the gentle hand of friendship that you need you cannot pay.

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Selfishness

© Edgar Albert Guest

Search history, my boy, and see

What petty selfishness has done.

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A Last Appeal

© Edith Nesbit

KNOWING our needs, hardly knowing our powers,

Hear how we cry to you, brothers of ours!--

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The Mad Lover

© Alexander Brome

I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink,

This many and many a year;

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An Irish Mother

© William Percy French

Great wages men is givin'
In the land beyant the say,
But 'tis lonely — lonely livin'
Whin the childher is away.

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Within and Without: Part II: A Dramatic Poem

© George MacDonald

Julian.
Hm! ah! I see.
What kind of man is this Nembroni, nurse?

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Limited Liability

© William Schwenck Gilbert

Some seven men form an Association

(If possible, all Peers and Baronets),

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The Fairy West

© Henry Lawson

P.S.: I was in “Yewklid” the day I finished
  Me edyercashun in those times dim—
My younger brother cleared out to Queensland,
  ’Twas “mountains and rivers” that finished him.

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The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 14

© William Langland

"I have but oon hool hater,' quod Haukyn, "I am the lasse to blame
Though it be soiled and selde clene - I slepe therinne o nyghtes;
And also I have an houswif, hewen and children -
Uxorem duxi, et ideo non possum venire -
That wollen bymolen it many tyme, maugree my chekes.

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State Of Siege

© Arthur Rimbaud

The poor omnibus driver under the tin canopy,
warming a huge chilblain inside his glove,
follows his heavy omnibus along the left bank,
and from his inflated groin thrusts away the moneybag.

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If I Forget Thee, O Jerusalem

© Jean Ingelow

 'Many,' methought, 'and rich
They must have been, so long their chronicle.
Perhaps the world was fuller then of folk,
For ships at sea are few that near us now.'

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The Quid Pro Quo; Or The Mistakes

© Jean de La Fontaine

THIS scene just ended, t'other actor came,
Whose prompt arrival much surprised the dame,
For, as a husband, Clidamant had ne'er
Such ardour shown, he seemed beyond his sphere.
The lady to the girl imputed this,
And thought, to hint it, would not be amiss.

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The Forgotten Grave

© Henry Austin Dobson

OUT from the City’s dust and roar,  

You wandered through the open door;  

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The Ballad of 'Bolivar'

© Rudyard Kipling

Seven men from all the world back to Docks again,
Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain:
Give the girls another drink 'fore we sign away -
We that took the BOLIVAR out across the Bay!

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Orlando Furioso Canto 8

© Ludovico Ariosto

ARGUMENT

Rogero flies; Astolpho with the rest,

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Jones's Private Argyment

© Sidney Lanier

That air same Jones, which lived in Jones,
  He had this pint about him:
He'd swear with a hundred sighs and groans,
That farmers MUST stop gittin' loans,
  And git along without 'em:

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Address

© Francis Bret Harte

(OPENING OF THE CALIFORNIA THEATRE, SAN FRANCISCO, JANUARY 19, 1870)

Brief words, when actions wait, are well:

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How Little Red Riding Hood Came To Be Eaten

© Guy Wetmore Carryl

The Moral: There's nothing much glummer
Than children whose talents appall:
One much prefers those who are dumber,
But as for the paragons small,
If a swallow cannot make a summer
It can bring on a summary fall!

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I Remember, I Remember

© Franklin Pierce Adams

I remember, I remember-
And with a mirthless laugh-
My weekly board at college took
A jump to three and a half.

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Farmer Whipple--Bachelor

© James Whitcomb Riley

It's a mystery to see me--a man o' fifty-four,
Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more--
A-lookin' glad and smilin'!  And they's none o' you can say
That you can guess the reason why I feel so good to-day!