Of April Suns—a Glimmer, and away! 80
“He who loved Gold, and all that Gold could win,
Gave all a Costly Sacrifice to Sin;
Wife, Friends and his good Name were but as Dust
In his Mind’s Ballance, that was now unjust.
His Lady wept, but was no longer dear;
His Friends admonished, Friends he would not hear;
His Preacher threaten’d, he despised the Threat;
Told of his Sin, he grew more sinful yet.
Warnings were sent, at first the slight and slow,