Wealth accumulates, and men decay.
And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.
Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay.
Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay. Princes and lords may flourish or may fade,- A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroy'd, can never be supplied.
Where wealth and freedom reign contentment fails, And honour sinks where commerce long prevails.
The jests of the rich are ever successful.
But times are alter'd; trade's unfeeling train Usurp the land, and dispossess the swain; Along the lawn, where scatter'd hamlets rose, Unwieldy wealth and cumbrous pomp repose.
Where wealth accumulates, men decay.
And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep, A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep?
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