David Gray's Estate
- 1914
- 11m
Over his forge bent David Gray / And thought of the rich man 'cross the way. / "Hammer and anvil for me," he said, / "And weary toil for my children's bread." / "For Him, soft carpets and pi... Read allOver his forge bent David Gray / And thought of the rich man 'cross the way. / "Hammer and anvil for me," he said, / "And weary toil for my children's bread." / "For Him, soft carpets and pictured walls, / A life of ease in his spacious halls. / The clang of bells on his dreaming... Read allOver his forge bent David Gray / And thought of the rich man 'cross the way. / "Hammer and anvil for me," he said, / "And weary toil for my children's bread." / "For Him, soft carpets and pictured walls, / A life of ease in his spacious halls. / The clang of bells on his dreaming broke, / A flicker of flame, a whirl of smoke. / Horses unshod, forge grown white-hot, / ... Read all