Golfer’s Hymn – Golf Poetry

GOLFER'S HYMN 

A bag of clubs, a dimpled ball. 
Fair verdant greens, that rise and fall, 
An azure sky, a glorious sun. 
And a day of golf is well begun. 

A score that does not bring disgrace. 
Good will for all the human race, 
Enjoyment of a setting sun. 
And a splendid day of golf is done. 

E. W. Stansbury. 

from Lyrics of the Links, published in 1921