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Get place and wealth, if possible, with grace;
If not, by any means get wealth and place.
Get place and wealth, if possible, with grace;
If not, by any means get wealth and place.
It is easy at any moment to resign the possession of a great
fortune; to acquire it is difficult read more
It is easy at any moment to resign the possession of a great
fortune; to acquire it is difficult and arduous.
[Lat., Facile est momento quo quis velit, cedere possessione
magnae fortunae; facere et parare eam, difficile atque arduum
est.]
He that is proud of riches is a fool. For if he be exalted above
his neighbors because he read more
He that is proud of riches is a fool. For if he be exalted above
his neighbors because he hath more gold, how much inferior is he
to a gold mine!
I have mental joys and mental health,
Mental friends and mental wealth,
I've a wife that I read more
I have mental joys and mental health,
Mental friends and mental wealth,
I've a wife that I love and that loves me;
I've all but riches bodily.
No, he was no such charlatan--
Count de Hoboken Flash-in-the-Pan--
Full of gasconade and bravado,
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No, he was no such charlatan--
Count de Hoboken Flash-in-the-Pan--
Full of gasconade and bravado,
But a regular, rich Don Rataplane,
Santa Claus de la Muscavado,
Senor Grandissimo Bastinado!
His was the rental of half Havana
And all Matanzas; and Santa Ana,
Rich as he was, could hardly hold
A candle to light the mines of gold
Our Cuban owned.
I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
All that glisters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told;
Many a man his life read more
All that glisters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told;
Many a man his life hath sold;
But my outside to behold.
Wealth is the product of man's capacity to think.
Wealth is the product of man's capacity to think.
If thou art rich, thou'rt poor,
For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows,
Thou bear'st read more
If thou art rich, thou'rt poor,
For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows,
Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey,
And death unloads thee.