Castle and Cabin

While the wind roars loud, and the snow-wreaths whirl,

Happy and proud is my lord the Earl.

The flame of the fire is red on the wall,

And banner and scarf make gay the great halll,

While he cries, as he drinks, "All this is mine;

A toast to the peasants who starve by the Rhine."

While the wind roars loud in the wreaths of snow,

There is hunger and sorrow, pain and woe;

No flame dances bright on the peasant's wall,

No banner or scarf save this dead child's pall;

And he cries, as he weeps, "All this is mine;

A curse for the Earl who feasts by the Rhine."

Marshall Putnam Thompson

Index to poems in the collection by Marshall Putnam Thompson