If I knew a miser, who gave up every kind of comfortable living, all the pleasure of doing good to others, all the esteem of his fellow-citizens, and the joys of benevolent friendship, for the sake of accumulating wealth, Poor man, said I, you pay too much for your whistle. Benj. FranklinThe Whistle.
Abiturus illuc priores abierunt, Quid mente cæca torques spiritum? Tibi dico, avare. Since you go where all have gone before, why do you torment your disgraceful life with such mean ambitions, O miser? PhædrusFables. IV. 19. 16.
He sat among his bags, and, with a look Which hell might be ashamed of, drove the poor Away unalmsed; and midst abundance died Sorest of evils!died of utter want. PollokCourse of Time. Bk. III. L. 276.
Tis strange the miser should his cares employ To gain those riches he can neer enjoy; Is it less strange the prodigal should waste His wealth to purchase what he neer can taste? PopeMoral Essays. Ep. IV. L. 1.