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.

Ingratitude is monstrous

Ingratitude is monstrous

Deserted, at his utmost need,
By those his former bounty fed;
On the bare earth exposed he read more

Deserted, at his utmost need,
By those his former bounty fed;
On the bare earth exposed he lies,
With not a friend to close his eyes.

What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one;
All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.

He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one;
All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.

I hate ingratitude more in a man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vie read more

I hate ingratitude more in a man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vie whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood.

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

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

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

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.