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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AVARICE, by MOLIERE Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: As avarice grows, all vices else depart Last Line: Can charm our senses, and our soul enthral. Alternate Author Name(s): Poquelin, Jean Baptiste | |||
AS Avarice grows, all vices else depart; The care of hoarding wholly fills the heart. Who lives for this, in this shall pleasure find, And this alone shall satisfy the mind. Beg of a friend, he doubts or says you nay; Gold's the true friend that never turns away. Hoarding's a pleasure well worth all the rest-- To know that all we want may be possest; To have the means our soul doth satisfy; All that I want I have the power to buy, And that's enough. Some noble house I see; Money can buy one better still for me. I see a charming woman. Well, I say, My gold could win her, and content I stay. In short, all things the world doth chiefly prize My coffers hold; I have them 'neath my eyes And 'neath my hand. Thus Avarice proffers all; Can charm our senses, and our soul enthral. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MONSIEUR DE LA MOTHE LE VAYER, UPON THE DEATH OF HIS SON by MOLIERE THE GAME OF CHESS by EZRA POUND THE THORN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH INSCRIPTIONS: 4 by MARK AKENSIDE D.O. BARNETT by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB PORTBURY by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE WELL by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. THE WIND CHANTS WELL TO-DAY by EDWARD CARPENTER |
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