Gold.
You men who work from sea to sea,
All our country through,
Under the flag that flutters free
Its burning stars and field of blue,
You want no coin but gold, gold,
Gold as in the days of old,
You want no coin but gold.
. . . . Thus guard the honor of your land,
Honest hearts and hands,
Keep faith, for hearth and home demand
The care of patriot bands
Whose standard shall be gold, gold,
Gold, like a shield of old,
Whose standard shall be gold.
--Ruth Lawrence, Bar Harbor, Maine, in New York World, 11 October 1896 |
