If thou art rich, thou'rt poor,
For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows,
Thou bear'st read more

If thou art rich, thou'rt poor,
For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows,
Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey,
And death unloads thee.

Want is a growing giant whom the coat of Have was never large
enough to cover.

Want is a growing giant whom the coat of Have was never large
enough to cover.

Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not? for riches
certainly make themselves wings; they fly away read more

Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not? for riches
certainly make themselves wings; they fly away as an eagle toward
heaven.

Noble descent and worth, unless united with wealth, are esteemed
no more than seaweed.
[Lat., Et genus et read more

Noble descent and worth, unless united with wealth, are esteemed
no more than seaweed.
[Lat., Et genus et virtus, nisi cum re, vilior alga est.]

Who hath not heard the rich complain
Of surfeits, and corporeal pain?
He barr'd from every use read more

Who hath not heard the rich complain
Of surfeits, and corporeal pain?
He barr'd from every use of wealth,
Envies the ploughman's strength and health.

Only the man who does not need it, is fit to inherit wealth, the man who would make his fortune read more

Only the man who does not need it, is fit to inherit wealth, the man who would make his fortune no matter where he started.

But I have learned a thing or two; I know as sure as fate,
When we lock up our read more

But I have learned a thing or two; I know as sure as fate,
When we lock up our lives for wealth, the gold key comes too
late.

Not to be avaricious is money; not to be fond of buying is a
revenue; but to be content read more

Not to be avaricious is money; not to be fond of buying is a
revenue; but to be content with our own is the greatest and most
certain wealth of all.
[Lat., Non esse cupidum, pecunia est; non esse emacem, vectigal
est; contentum vero suis rebus esse, maximae sunt, certissimaeque
divitiae.]

Those who we strive to benefit
Dear to our hearts soon grow to be;
I love my read more

Those who we strive to benefit
Dear to our hearts soon grow to be;
I love my Rich, and I admit
That they are very good to me.
Succor the poor, my sisters,--I
While heaven shall still vouchsafe me health
Will strive to share and mollify
The trials of abounding wealth.