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DEATH OF THE RICHEST MAN.
He owned, to-day, a large and gleaming shareOf this earth's narrow rim;
A sigh—a groan—a gesture of despair—
The earth owned him.
The richest one of any clime or land,
The old-time lesson taught;
A human mine of gold!—God raised His hand,
And he had nought.
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