<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From Boethius: De Consolatione Philosophiae; Book II. Metre 2.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though countless as the grains of sand<br>That roll at Eurus' loud command;<br>Though countless as the lamps of night<br>That glad us with vicarious light;<br>Fair plenty, gracious queen, should pour<br>The blessings of a golden shower,<br>Not all the gifts of fate combin'd<br>Would ease the hunger of the mind,<br>But swallowing call the mighty store,<br>Rapacity would call for more;<br>For still where wishes most abound<br>Unquench'd the thirst of gain is found;<br>In vain the shining gifts are sent,<br>For none are rich without content.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Johnson">Samuel Johnson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512679" data-title="From Boethius: De Consolatione Philosophiae; Book II. Metre 2. de Samuel Johnson" data-description="Though countless as the grains of sand That roll at Eurus' loud command; Though countless as the lamps of night That glad us with vicarious light; Fair plenty, gracious queen, should pour The blessings of a golden shower, Not all the gifts of fate..."></div> </div> </div>

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