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1640

Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy,
And I am richer then than all my Fellow Men—
Ill it becometh me to dwell so wealthily
When at my very Door are those possessing more,
In abject poverty—

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 2 Dec 2008 12:34 AM | Viewed: 5220 times

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