Of the child of wealth;
Now leans he on the staff of the beggar.
Thus are riches,
As the glance of an eye,
They are an inconstant friend.
By Virgil
(Latin epic poet, B.C. 70-19)
Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused!
Of the child of wealth;
Now leans he on the staff of the beggar.
Thus are riches,
As the glance of an eye,
They are an inconstant friend.
(Latin epic poet, B.C. 70-19)
Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused!