Poem March 14, 1903 Issue

For All of Me

JOSEPH FULFORD FOLSOM with contributions from G. F. MEACHAM

The king can keep his crown,
The plutocrat his gold,
For all of me:
I heave no sigh to own,
No palm I shape to hold
Their jewelry.

The men of discontent,
Who patch the world outside,
Have naught in me:
I fain would sew the rent,
Within, that it might bide
Eternally.

The king can keep his crown,
The plutocrat his gold,
For all of me:-
For when mankind has grown
Into the Master's mold—
They'll cease to be.

JOSEPH FULFORD FOLSOM.
In the Independent.

Fear causes more diseases than do microbes, more deaths than famine, more failures than panics; it costs more than war, is always a failure, and is never necessary. Fear weakens the heart's action, induces congestion, invites indigestion, produces poison through decomposing foods and is thus the mother of autopoisoning, which either directly causes or greatly aids in the production of quite ninety per cent of all our diseases.

G. F. MEACHAM, M. D.
In Health.

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