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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455468" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Letter To A Friend,</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As in some wealthy, trading Town,<br>Where Riches raise to fure Renown,<br>The Man, with ample Sums in Store,<br>More than enough, yet wanting more,<br>Bent on Abundance, first secures<br>His Rails, his Windows, and his Doors,<br>With many a Chain, and Bolt, and Pin.<br>To keep Rogues out, and Riches in;<br>Ranges his Iron Chests in View,<br>And paints his Window Bars with Blue;<br>Discounts your Notes, receives your Rents,<br>A Banker now, to all Intents.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suppose his more successful Labours<br>Should raise him high above his Neighbours:<br>As sure, as if Apollo said it,<br>They'll all combine to blast his Credit:<br>But if, in solid Wealth secure,<br>Their vain Assaults he can endure;<br>Their Malice but augments his Gain,<br>And swells the Store it meant to drain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Case in ev'ry Point's the same,<br>In Funds of Wealth, and Funds of Fame:<br>Tho' you're secur'd by ev'ry Fence<br>Of solid Worth, and Wit, and Sense;<br>In vain are all your utmost Pains,<br>Your Virtue's Bars, and Wisdom's Chains;<br>Nor Worth, nor Wit, nor Sense, combin'd,<br>Can bar the Malice of the Mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The firmest, and the fairest Fame<br>Is ever Envy's surest Aim:<br>But if it stand her Rage, unmov'd,<br>Like Gold, in fiery Furnace prov'd;<br>Unbiass'd Truth, your Virtues Friend,<br>Will more exalt you in the End.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Barber">Mary Barber</a><div class=q>
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Where Riches raise to fure Renown,
The Man, with ample Sums in Store,
More than enough, yet wanting more,
Bent on Abundance, first secures
His Rails, his Windows, and his Doors,
With many a Chain, and Bolt, and Pi..."></div>
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