08/05/23 20:10:51 Nfh1EwQZ
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Riches I hold in light esteem,
And Love I laugh to scorn
And lust of Fame was but a dream
That vanished with the morn -
And if I pray,the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is -‘Leave the heart that now I bear,
And give me liberty.’
Yes,as my swift days near their goal,
Tis all that I implore -
Through life and death,a chainless soul,
With courage to endure!