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From the Evening Star, November 13, 1914. By Philander Johnson.

A statesman is supposed to thrill
    With utterance all intense.
He ponders day and night to fill
    The air with eloquence.
While we relate each little joke
    Or epigram serene,
Nobody tells the words he spoke
    While golfing on the green.

We dig up every anecdote
    And with it link his name.
A casual comment we will quote
    And hand it down to fame.
But when true emphasis is shed
    On the surrounding scene,
Nobody tells us what he said
    While golfing on the green.