I am not rich, and yet my wealth <br />Surpasseth human measure; <br />My store untold <br />Is not of gold <br />Nor any sordid treasure. <br />Let this one hoard his earthly pelf, <br />Another court ambition-- <br />Not for a throne <br />Would I disown <br />My poor and proud condition! <br /> <br />The worldly gain achieved to-day <br />To-morrow may be flying-- <br />The gifts of kings <br />Are fleeting things-- <br />The gifts of love undying! <br />In her I love is all my wealth-- <br />For her my sole endeavor; <br />No heart, I ween, <br />Hath fairer queen, <br />No liege such homage, ever!<br /><br />Eugene Field<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-dutch-love-song/
