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How avarice loseth all, / By striving all to gain, / I need no witness call / But him whose thrifty hen, / As by the fable we are told, / Laid every day an egg of gold. / 'She hath a treasure in her body,' / Bethinks the avaricious noddy. / He kills and opens -- vexed to find / All things like hens of common kind. / Thus spoil'd the source of all his riches, / To misers he a lesson teaches. / In these last changes of the moon, / How often doth one see / Men made as poor as he / By force of getting rich too soon! [1]
[1]: Aesop.