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Jamque dies, ni fallor adest quem semper acerbum
Semper honoratum (sic dii voluistis) habeo.

That day I shall always recollect with grief; with reverence also, for the gods so willed it.

VergilÆneid. V. 49.


Vocat in certamina Divos.

He calls the gods to arms.

Æneid. VI. 172.


Habitarunt Di quoque sylvas.
The gods also dwelt in the woods.
Vergil—Eclogues. II. 60.


Oh, meet is the reverence unto Bacchus paid!
We will praise him still in the songs of our fatherland,
We will pour the sacred wine, the chargers lade,
And the victim kid shall unresisting stand,
Led by his horns to the altar, where we turn
The hazel spits while the dripping entrails burn.
Vergil—Georgics. Bk. II. St. 17. L. 31.
H. W. Preston's trans.
GOLD
 | seealso = (See also Bribery, Monet)
 


{{Hoyt quote
 | num = 5
 | text = You shall not press down upon the brow of
labor this crown of thorns—you shall not crucify
mankind upon a cross of gold!
W. J. Bryan. Democratic Convention. July
9, 1896.
 A thirst for gold,
The beggar's vice, which can but overwhelm
The meanest hearts.
 | author = Byron
 | work = The Vision of Judgment. St. 43.


And yet he hadde "a thombe of gold" pardee.
Chaucer—Canterbury Tales. Prologue. L.
563.


Every honest miller has a golden thumb.
Chaucer—Canterbury Tales. Old saying,
referred to No. 7.


For gold in phisik is a cordial;
Therefore he lovede gold in special.
Chaucer—Canterbury Tales. Prologue. ]
443.


Gold begets in brethren hate;
Gold in families debate;
Gold does friendship separate;
Gold does civil wars create.
Cowley—Anacreontics. Gold. L. 17.


What female heart can gold despise?
What cat's averse to fish?
Gray—On the Death of a Favorite Cat.


That is gold which is worth gold.
 | author = Herbert
 | work = Jacula Prudentum.


Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold.
Hood—Miss Kilmansegg. Her Moral.
u
Aurum per medios ire satellites
Et perrumpere amat saxa potentius
Ictu fulmineo.
GOLD
 
Stronger than thunder's winged force
All-powerful gold can speed its course;
Through watchful guards its passage make,
And loves through solid walls to break.
Horace—Ode XVI. Bk. III. L. 12. Francis' trans.


The lust of gold succeeds the rage of conquest;
The lust of gold, unfeeling and remorseless!
The" last corruption of degenerate man.
 | author = Samuel Johnson
 | work = Irene. Act I. Sc. 1.


L'or donne aux plus laids certain charme pour
plaire,
Et que sans lui le reste est une triste affaire.
Gold gives to the ugliest thing a certain charming air,
For that without it were else a miserable affair.
Molibre—Sganarelle. I.


Aurea nunc vere sunt saecula; plurimus auro
Venit honos; auro conciliatur amor.
Truly now is the golden age; the highest
honour comes by means of gold; by gold love
is procured.
Ovid—Ars AmatoHa. Bk. II. 277.


Not Philip, but Philip's gold, took the cities of
Greece.
Plutarch—Life of Pavlus JEmilius. Quoted
as a common saying. It refers to Philip II.
of Macedon.


What nature wants, commodious gold bestows;
'Tis thus we cut the bread another sows.
 | author = Pope
 | work = Moral Essay. Ep. III. L. 21.


L'or est une chimere.
Gold is a vain and foolish fancy.
Scribe and Delavigke—Robert le Diable.
Ch. I. Sc. 7.


How quickly nature falls into revolt
When gold becomes her object!
For this the foolish over-careful fathers
Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains
with care,
Their bones with industry:
For this they have engrossed and pil'd up
The canker'd heaps of strange-achieved gold;
For this they have been thoughtful to invest
Their sons with arts and martial exercises.
Henry IV. Pt. II. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 66.


Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me,
Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold;
For I have bought it with an hundred blows.
Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 5. L. 79.


Commerce has set the mark of selfishness,
The signet of its all-enslaving power
Upon a shining ore, and called it gold;
Before whose image bow the vulgar great,
The vainly rich, the miserable proud,
The mob of peasants, nobles, priests, and kings,
And with blind feelings reverence the power
That grinds them to the dust of misery.
But in the temple of their hireling hearts
Gold is a living god, and rules in scorn
All earthly things but virtue.
Shelley—Queen Mob. Pt. V. St. 4.