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Your Riches – taught me – Poverty.
Myself – a Millionaire
In little Wealths, as Girls could boast
Till broad as Buenos Ayre –
You drifted your Dominions –
A Different Peru –
And I esteemed All Poverty
For Life’s Estate with you –
Of Mines, I little know – myself –
But just the names, of Gems –
The Colors of the Commonest –
And scarce of Diadems –
So much, that did I meet the Queen –
Her Glory I should know –
But this, must be a different Wealth –
To miss it – beggars so –
I’m sure ’tis India – all Day –
To those who look on You –
Without a stint – without a blame,
Might I – but be the Jew –
I’m sure it is Golconda –
Beyond my power to deem –
To have a smile for Mine – each Day,
How better, than a Gem!
At least, it solaces to know
That there exists – a Gold –
Altho’ I prove it, just in time
Its distance – to behold –
Its far – far Treasure to surmise –
And estimate the Pearl –
That slipped my simple fingers through –
While just a Girl at School.
(Emily Dickinson)
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