Category: Poetry

Poems on Golf

Goff, and the _Man_, I sing, who, em'lous, plies The jointed club, whose balls invade the skies, Who from _Edina's_ tow'rs, his peaceful home, In quest of fame o'er _Letha's_ plains did roam. Long toil'd the hero, on the verdant field, Strain'd his stout arm the weighty club t...