"Kappa" - Words lyrics

"Words are the coin of fools," so spake the sage; "But tables of the wise, whereon they count The golden gems of thought, and keep the page Of reckoning." So, brother, be the amount Of all thou sayest or shalt say to men The product of a pure, true-seeking mind, And symbols of deep thought, tried and refined, Won from the mine of rich experience; then Shall all thy words be gold, and will outlast The eating rust of Time, and men will say, When thou art dead--looking upon thy past-- "This man hath earned him a fair name for aye!" And in the inmost shrine of memory They'll rear a precious monument for thee.