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1093 Because 'twas Riches I could own, Myself had earned it—Me, I knew the Dollars by their names— It feels like Poverty An Earldom out of sight to hold, An Income in the Air, Possession—has a sweeter chink Unto a Miser's Ear— Edited by Peter Carter
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