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Lucifer craved one boon of God
After his fall, as his own to hold;
So He gave him a mite in heaven's sight,
But lo! the gift that He gave was--Gold.

And Lucifer wrought with the rugged ore...

Here is a tale the North Wind sang to me:
Hell hath set Mammon o'er a frozen land,
Crowned him with gold, put gold into his hand,
And men forsake their God to bow the knee
Again unto this world-old deity...

(Written during the hostilities in the Far East in 1900.)


Hard by the gates of Eden,
Where God first walked with man,
In the light of the new creation,
Ere the race of Cain began,...