Your riches taught me poverty

Your Riches, taught me, poverty -
Myself a Millionaire -
In little wealths - as Girls could boast -
Till broad as Buenos - Ayre[^a1] -
You drifted your Do - minions[^a2] -
A different Peru -
And I esteemed all poverty -
For Life's Estate, with you -

[^a1: Buenos - Ayre | Buenos Ayre]

[^a2: Do - minions | Dominions]

Of Mines, I little know, myself -
But just the names - of Gems -
The Colors of the commonest -
And scarce of Diadems -
So much - that did I meet the Queen -
Her glory - I should know -
But this - must be a different wealth -
To miss it, beggars so -

I'm sure 'tis India - all day -
To those who look on you -
Without a stint - without a blame -
Might I - but be the Jew!
Im[^a3] sure it is Golconda -
Beyond my power to deem -
To have a smile for mine, each day -
How better, than a Gem!

[^a3: Im | I'm]

At least, it solaces to know -
That there exists - a Gold -
Although I prove it just in time
It's distance - to behold!
It's far - far Treasure to surmise -
And estimate the Pearl -
That slipped my sim - ple[^a4] fingers through -
While just a Girl at school!

[^a4: sim - ple | simple]