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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

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 4 Dec 2008 6:45 PM | Viewed: 5014 times

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