Common sense among men of fortune is rare.
[Lat., Rarus enim ferme sunsus communis in illa
Fortuna.]

Common sense among men of fortune is rare.
[Lat., Rarus enim ferme sunsus communis in illa
Fortuna.]

And you prate of the wealth of nations, as if it were bought and
sold,
The wealth of read more

And you prate of the wealth of nations, as if it were bought and
sold,
The wealth of nations is men, not silk and cotton and gold.

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.

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . read more

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy
To see how plump my bags are and my barns.

No good man ever became suddenly rich.
[Lat., Repente dives nemo factus est bonus.]

No good man ever became suddenly rich.
[Lat., Repente dives nemo factus est bonus.]

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.

There are, while human miseries abound,
A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth,
Without one fool or read more

There are, while human miseries abound,
A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth,
Without one fool or flatterer at your board,
Without one hour of sickness or disgust.

Wealth is not his that has it, but his that enjoys it.

Wealth is not his that has it, but his that enjoys it.

Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends,
An incarnation of fat dividends.

Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends,
An incarnation of fat dividends.