Park Benjamin, Sr. Quote
Gold! gold! in all ages the curse of mankind,
Thy fetters are forged for the soul and the mind.
The limbs may be free as the wings of a bird,
And the mind be the slave of a look and a word.
To gain thee men barter, eternity's crown,
Yield honour, affection, and lasting renown.
Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical (1917)