The Tree of Knowledge grew fast by, Knowledge of Good bought dear by knowing ill.

The first and wisest of them all professed To know this only, that he nothing knew.

Wealth and honours, which most men pursue, easily change masters; they desert to the side which excels in virtue, industry, and endurance of toil, and they abandon the slothful.

This is servitude, To serve the unwise.

Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame,-nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.

Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate

There is nothing that making men rich and strong but that which they carry inside of them. True wealth is of the heart, not of the hand.