I HOLD it truth, with him who rings
His money on a testing stone
To judge its goodness by its tone,
That gold will buy all other things.
It hides the ravages of years;
It gilds the matrimonial match;
It makes deformity "a catch;"
And dries the sorrowing widow's tears.
Let love grasp cash, lest both be drowned;
Let Mammon keep his gilded gloss;