by William Henry Davies (1871 - 1940)

Rich or poor
Language: English 
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.

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 57