That man may last, but never lives,
Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, read more

That man may last, but never lives,
Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, whom none can thank,--
Creation's blot, creation's blank.

Ingratitude's a weed of every clime,
It thrives too fast at first, but fades in time.

Ingratitude's a weed of every clime,
It thrives too fast at first, but fades in time.

You love a nothing when you love an ingrate.
[Lat., Nihil amas, cum ingratum amas.]

You love a nothing when you love an ingrate.
[Lat., Nihil amas, cum ingratum amas.]

All the stored vengeances of heaven fall
On her ingrateful top!

All the stored vengeances of heaven fall
On her ingrateful top!

Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend,
More hideous when thou show'st thee in a child
Than the sea-monster.

Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend,
More hideous when thou show'st thee in a child
Than the sea-monster.

Earth produces nothing worse than an ungrateful man.
[Lat., Nil homine terra pejus ingrato creat.]

Earth produces nothing worse than an ungrateful man.
[Lat., Nil homine terra pejus ingrato creat.]

Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful
were to make a monster of the multitude; of read more

Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful
were to make a monster of the multitude; of which we being
members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members.

What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

An ungrateful man is like a hog under a tree eating acorns, but never looking up to see where they read more

An ungrateful man is like a hog under a tree eating acorns, but never looking up to see where they come from