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Darwin, reckons the fear of poverty as a disease, and goes on to prescribe for it. The truth is, there is not much real poverty in this country. Our very paupers are rich, for they usually have plenty of wholesome food, and comfortable clothing, and what could a Croesus, with all his riches, have more? Poverty exists much more in imagination than in reality.
Such was the speech which Solon addrest to Croesus, a speech which brought him neither largess nor honor. The king with much indifference saw Solon depart, since the former thought that a man must be an arrant fool who made no account of present good, but bade men always wait and mark the end. J. P. Mahaffy has likened him to Goldsmith in his aloofness from his environment.
Constant bondage bows the neck of the slave, but the consciousness of freedom gives dignity to the stature." "But what has become of my son?" interrupted Croesus. "He would not accept my poor offer, and took his seat in the bark, sending a thousand greetings unto thee, O king! I cried after him, 'Farewell Phanes!
"Yes, he'll keep you from falling into those melancholy fits that you have been so subject to lately." "You are quite right to blame me for those fits, and I must not yield to them, but they are not without ground. Croesus says we only get low-spirited, when we are either too lazy or too weak to struggle against annoyances, and I believe he is right.
The very children know the story of King Croesus to this purpose, who being taken prisoner by Cyrus, and by him condemned to die, as he was going to execution cried out, "O Solon, Solon!" which being presently reported to Cyrus, and he sending to inquire of him what it meant, Croesus gave him to understand that he now found the teaching Solon had formerly given him true to his cost; which was, "That men, however fortune may smile upon them, could never be said to be happy till they had been seen to pass over the last day of their lives," by reason of the uncertainty and mutability of human things, which, upon very light and trivial occasions, are subject to be totally changed into a quite contrary condition.
Now, seven distant living relatives of seven distant deceased relatives of Kabel were cherishing some hope of a legacy, because the Croesus had sworn to remember them. These hopes, however, were very faint.
Now go to the prisoners, tell Croesus to come hither, and the others to be of good courage, if they are innocent." "My King is the light of the world, and an ocean of mercy." "Bartja and his friends need not remain any longer in confinement; they can walk in the court of the palace, and you will keep guard over them.
"Oh, you're pleased, are you?" she said. "That's very nice of you." "Pleased is a term that does not express my feelings in the least," he declared. "I am transported with delight. You are the last person I should have expected to retrieve the family fortunes, but you have done it right nobly. I'm told the fellow is as rich as Croesus.
Would that my kingdom might please thee so well that thou wouldst remain here and become to me a brother. Verily, Croesus, my friend hast thou long been, though my eyes beheld thee yesterday for the first time!" "And thou mine," interrupted the Lydian.
"Oh, what a pity that she did not come here with you! But now you must tell me your name." "My name is Bartja." "Bartja! that is a strange name! Bartja-Bartja. Do you know, I like it. How was the son of Croesus called, who saved our Phanes so generously?" "Gyges. Darius, Zopyrus and he are my best friends.
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