(Portia:) A quarrel ho! already! What's the matter?
(Gratiano:) About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring
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(Portia:) A quarrel ho! already! What's the matter?
(Gratiano:) About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring
That she did give me, whose posy was
For all the world like cutler's poetry
Upon a knife--'Love me, and leave me not.'

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.

Gold is a vain and foolish fancy.
[Fr., L'or est une chimere.]

Gold is a vain and foolish fancy.
[Fr., L'or est une chimere.]

Gold does not rust on the ground, and rocks don't get soaked in the rain.

Gold does not rust on the ground, and rocks don't get soaked in the rain.

Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold!

Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold!

Gold has worked down from Alexander's time ... When something holds good for two thousand years I do not believe read more

Gold has worked down from Alexander's time ... When something holds good for two thousand years I do not believe it can be so because of prejudice or mistaken theory.

Gold begets in brethren hate;
Gold in families debate;
Gold does friendship separate;
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Gold begets in brethren hate;
Gold in families debate;
Gold does friendship separate;
Gold does civil wars create.

The lust of gold succeeds the rage of conquest;
The lust of gold, unfeeling and remorseless!
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The lust of gold succeeds the rage of conquest;
The lust of gold, unfeeling and remorseless!
The last corruption of degenerate man.

I see, the jewel best enamelled
Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still
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I see, the jewel best enamelled
Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still
That others touch, and often touching will
Wear gold; and no man that hath a name,
By falsehood and corruption doth it shame.