Commerce has set the mark of selfishness,
The signet of its all-enslaving power
Upon a shining ore, and called it gold;
Before whose image bow the vulgar great,
The vainly rich, the miserable proud,
The mob of peasants, nobles, priests, and kings,
And with blind feelings reverence the power
That grinds them to the dust of misery.
But in the temple of their hireling hearts
Gold is a living god, and rules in scorn
All earthly things but virtue.
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Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold!
Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold!
Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me,
Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold;
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Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me,
Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold;
For I have bought it with an hundred blows.
There is thy gold; worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murther in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds read more
There is thy gold; worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murther in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell:.
You shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of
thorns--you shall not crucify mankind upon read more
You shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of
thorns--you shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of gold!
Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better than silver or gold...
Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better than silver or gold...
One secures the gold of the spirit when he finds himself.
One secures the gold of the spirit when he finds himself.
What female heart can gold despise?
What cat's averse to fish?
What female heart can gold despise?
What cat's averse to fish?
How quickly nature falls into revolt
When gold becomes her object!
For this the foolish overcareful fathers
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How quickly nature falls into revolt
When gold becomes her object!
For this the foolish overcareful fathers
Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care.
Their bones with industry.
For this they have engrossed and piled up
The cankered heaps of strange-achieved gold;
For this they have been thoughtful to invest
Their sons with arts and martial exercises.
Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
