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Rich or Poor

 With thy true love I have more wealth
Than Charon's piled-up bank doth hold;
Where he makes kings lay down their crowns
And life-long misers leave their gold.
Without thy love I've no more wealth Than seen upon that other shore; That cold, bare bank he rows them to - Those kings and misers made so poor.

by William Henry Davies
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