Are we any richer?
Met me a poor man on the street. He said,
"Sire, a rich suit you wear, good food you eat
Lucky you are indeed, to have your pockets jingling.
Woe is me, I have to live on the street."
"Nay, my good man" said I to him
"Those riches, but for two days I shall keep.
And though under the stars you lie
At least you get a good night's sleep."
