Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1889-11-01


But first will this truth declare,
Your Bankers are quite numerous there'
While here you cheat by tens and twelves;'
At last, poor rogues, you cheat yourselves
OF all the fools in this mad world
(And millions have from 1t hurled
know of none that can compare
With such things as you m!sers are;
You heap up wealth while here you dwell,
For what? To purchase rooms in hell.
And here let me secret show:
Not all the pangs and pains below
THE dark abode OF crime and vice.
Can uuench the thirst Of avarice;
To ALI the damned in hell there's due
One deathless worm-to misers, two.
80. Baron. come along with me,
And meet the doom prepared for thee.
RoTHsCHILD.
What. this TO me d? There's some mistake;
Sure. sure, good Death, you won't me take;
Indeed, cannot go with you
You know not what have to do.
SO much of business on my hands,
| can't attend half the commands.
Indeed, indeed, 1t will not do,
l cannot, will not, go with you.
Just think! If obey your call,
All Europe will in ruin fall;
am its banker, don't you know?
And business presses, pray DO go.
From France, from Russia, and from Spain,
Yes, and beyond the Western Main,
To me they come, and crave and pray;
| have no rest, by night or day.
How useful then, am you see
Half the worlds burden rests on me.
DEATH.
see IL does; and am come
To set you free, and take you home:
III free you from all pain and care
| mean all earthly-ths / swear.
I'm well aware of all that passes,
And know that Europe's royal asses
Are all your debtors, slaves and tools:
But think you / respect such fools?
rll have them by and by, you'll see.
So "stir your stumps" and follow me.
And as you've banker been TO kings,
And seem to love such gilded things,
To Pluto's realms will you bear,
For kings are very plenty there.
RoTHsCHILD.
No, let me stay, pray you do;
I'm what all hate and scorn-a Jew;
We have no home, no country,
AS you well know;
| cannot, will not, go with you.
The wrath of God Is on our brow:
Reyiled, despised, outcast forlorn:
We are the worlds reproach and scorn.
Look round, and see how many poor,
Would have you as friend I'm sure
And would most gladly go with you;
Dom you think SO? I'm sure you do;
Go. then. and take those that are willing
See therel you've made me drop shilling.
DEATH.
IN have them all in time, but bark!
| sometimes love a shining mark.
Or high, or low, or bond, or free,
or rich, tits all alike to me,
or Jew, or Gentle, all are mine:
And now, the life l seek Is thine;
So Weld you up, with your best grace,
And turn to your appointed place;
To me. YOU must-as all must-bow,
Your "monish" cannot save you now.
RoTHsCHILD.
Hold. while will a scheme unfold,
Which was TO me but lately told.
There is a scheme in contemplation,
In every European nation,
To seize on Turkey and the east,
ON Egypt too, and all the rest
OF Africa a noble theme,
A worthy, and most christian scheme.
The royal thieves on this are bent
With christian zeal and will intent,
But means are wanting, II Is said;
NJ wi Aid.
This will afford-as you must see
Much work for you, much gold for me;
And, twill succeed, It's very plain,
If you will let me here remain:
Take me, and you'll have many fast,
Leave me, and you'll have many feast.
And now, I'm sure, Tor your own sake,
II you are death, you won't me take.
A splendid scheme-Ior you, and me,
And now guess "Oid Hunks is free.
Ills banking hour-so now be of;
Ugh! ugh! and take this cursed cough;
I'll give II you al three per cent;
lis cheap at that as-beef in Lent.
AS late journeyd TO and fro
Down in the gloomy realms below,
Greatly was / surprised TO see,
How hell was holding jubilee
Until heard what now you tell;
And truly IL did please me well;
The battle fields my banquet hall:
There evry thing is al my call;
Ills there / have princely treat
Where kings are cooks, and men the meat.
I'd grant your wish-most gladly too.
For love blood-as much as you
Love gold. But, Baron, It's mo CO."
So you must tramp, and march below,
I'm sent by Him whose powers supreme,
To break up all this darling scheme
BY Him, the Lord OF life, and breath,
Who holds the keys of hell and death
BY him whom your vile race denied.
Though for your rebel race be died
By him, whom you have scorned through life
And now I'm here TO end the strife;
And to frustrate the noblest plan
That ere was form'd by hell and man.
The bubbles burst-and now you see
That n N fs lost to Won and me-.