OF course, my dear Charley, I hold, As a poet and moralist should, That love is far better than gold (Though gold is undoubtedly good); And yet, as the proverb declares, I fear me the doctrine is true, That in managing human affairs, "L'amour fait beaucoup; l'argent fait tout!" You wish -- for example -- to win A proper companion for life, (At forty 't is time to begin!) And so you go courting a wife; You offer your heart and your purse, But much as affection may do, There's meaning, no doubt, in the verse, "L'amour fait beaucoup; l'argent fait tout!" You purchase an elegant house, As an opulent gentleman ought; And you and your beautiful spouse By people of Fashion are sought: But when you remember the way "Society" chooses her few, Perhaps you may sigh as you say, "L'amour fait beaucoup; l'argent fait tout!" In conjugal matters as well As those of a worldlier sort, What virtue in money may dwell Were worthy a sage's report; You're honored -- Oh, not for your pelf; But, taking the rosiest view, Do you think it is all for yourself? "L'amour fait beaucoup; l'argent fait tout!" Oh, love is a beautiful thing, A passion of heavenly birth; But money's a tyrannous king, The mightiest monarch on earth; And, in managing human affairs, I fear me the doctrine is true, As the old Gallic proverb declares, "L'amour fait beaucoup; l'argent fait tout!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG [WRITTEN IN THE YEAR 1732] by GEORGE LYTTELTON I AM THE PEOPLE, THE MOB by CARL SANDBURG ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 32 by PHILIP SIDNEY TO A SHADE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A REPLY TO AN IMITATION OF THE SECOND ODE OF HORACE by RICHARD BENTLEY |