SO high I built it, high— With love and tenderness to make it strong, And thought me—foolish, blind— That I should keep it all the ages long.
So firm I built it, firm— And joyed when raging storms around it blew To see how stanch it stood, My house of cards, in every part so true.
So fair it was, so fair— And how I loved it with its gables high Piercing horizon’s rim, And with the lark far to the quiet sky.
So much I loved, so much— I almost thought when close within its gate, That Heaven had naught to give. One dashed it down—and I am desolate.
Ruth Sterry.
Royal Road to Wealth
COBWIGGER—If you take advantage of your opportunities you will be in comfortable circumstances.
Freddie—What must you do in order to get rich, dad?
Cobwigger—Take advantage of other people’s opportunities.