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What riches give us let us then inquire:
Meat, fire, and clothes. What more? Meat, clothes, and fire.
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What riches give us let us then inquire:
Meat, fire, and clothes. What more? Meat, clothes, and fire.
Is this too little?
For everything divine and human, virtue, fame, and honor, now
obey the alluring influence of riches.
[Lat., Omnis read more
For everything divine and human, virtue, fame, and honor, now
obey the alluring influence of riches.
[Lat., Omnis enim res,
Virtus, fama, decus, divina, humanaque pulchris
Divitiis parent.]
The rich man's sons inherits cares;
The bank may break, the factory burn,
A breath may burst read more
The rich man's sons inherits cares;
The bank may break, the factory burn,
A breath may burst his bubble shares,
And soft, white hands could hardly earn
A living that would serve his turn.
We are not here to sell a parcel of boilers and vats, but the
potentiality of growing rich beyond read more
We are not here to sell a parcel of boilers and vats, but the
potentiality of growing rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
For wealth, without contentment, climbs a hill,
To feel those tempests which fly over ditches.
For wealth, without contentment, climbs a hill,
To feel those tempests which fly over ditches.
And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
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And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
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From toil we wins his spirits light,
From busy day the peaceful night;
Rich, from the very want of wealth,
In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.
But wealth is a great means of refinement; and it is a security
for gentleness, since it removes disturbing read more
But wealth is a great means of refinement; and it is a security
for gentleness, since it removes disturbing anxieties.
- Ik Marvel (pseudonym of Donald G. Mitchell),
Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.
Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.
Can wealth give happiness? look round and see
What gay distress! what splendid misery!
Whatever fortunes lavishly read more
Can wealth give happiness? look round and see
What gay distress! what splendid misery!
Whatever fortunes lavishly can pour,
The mind annihilates, and calls for more.