Wide-wasting pest! that rages unconfined,

And crowds with crimes the records of mankind;

For gold, his sword the hireling ruffian draws;

For gold, the hireling judge distorts the laws;

Wealth heaped on wealth, nor truth nor safety buys,

The dangers gather as the treasures rise.

Dr. Johnson.

Glittering stones, and golden things,

Wealth and honours that have wings,

Ever fluttering to be gone,