Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс)

Nicholas Bindle

Were you not ashamed, fellow citizens,
When my estate was probated and everyone knew
How small a fortune I left?--
You who hounded me in life,
To give, give, give to the churches, to the poor,
To the village!--me who had already given much.
And think you not I did not know
That the pipe-organ, which I gave to the church,
Played its christening songs when Deacon Rhodes,
Who broke and all but ruined me,
Worshipped for the first time after his acquittal?

1. O Glorious France
2. Richard Bone
3. Serepta Mason
4. Hod Putt
5. Ollie McGee

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