843 <br /> <br />I made slow Riches but my Gain <br />Was steady as the Sun <br />And every Night, it numbered more <br />Than the preceding One <br /> <br />All Days, I did not earn the same <br />But my perceiveless Gain <br />Inferred the less by Growing than <br />The Sum that it had grown.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-made-slow-riches-but-my-gain/
