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Eugene Field - Old Dutch Love Song
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I am not rich, and yet my wealth
    Surpasseth human measure;
      My store untold
      Is not of gold
    Nor any sordid treasure.
  Let this one hoard his earthly pelf,
    Another court ambition--
      Not for a throne
      Would I disown
    My poor and proud condition!

  The worldly gain achieved to-day
    To-morrow may be flying--
      The gifts of kings
      Are fleeting things--
    The gifts of love undying!
  In her I love is all my wealth--
    For her my sole endeavor;
      No heart, I ween,
      Hath fairer queen,
    No liege such homage, ever!
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