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Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed.  The Book of New York Verse.  1917.
Rondeau à la New York
By Robert Grant
A POT of gold! O mistress fair,
With eyes of brown that pass compare,
  Ere I on bended knee express
  The love which you already guess,
I fain would ask a small affair.        5
Hast thou, my dear, an ample share
Of this world’s goods? Will thy proud père
  Disgorge, to gild our blessedness,
                A pot of gold?
Some swains for mental graces care;        10
Some fall a prey to golden hair;
  I am not blind, I will confess,
  To intellect or comeliness;
Still let these go beside, ma chère,
                A pot of gold.        15

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