Love must kiss that mortal’s eyesWho hopes to see fair Arcady.No gold can buy you entrance there;But beggared Love may go all bare—No wisdom won with weariness;But Love goes in with Folly’s dress—No fame that wit could ever win;But only Love may lead Love in.
There are * * * robberies that leave man or woman forever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer.george eliot
What, know you not, old man (quoth he) Your hair is white, your face is wise That Love must kiss that Mortal's eyes Who hopes to see fair Arcady? No gold can buy you entrance there; But beggared Love may go all bare No wisdom won with weariness; But love goes in with Folly's dress No fame that wit could ever win; But only Love may lead Love in. To Arcady, to Arcady.
The chestnuts, lavish of their long-hid gold, To the faint Summer, beggared now and old, Pour back the sunshine hoarded 'neath her favoring eye.james russell lowell
Sedition is bred in the lap of luxury and its chosen emissaries are the beggared spendthrift and the impoverished libertine.george bancroft