Misers

“Misers are evil people,”

“And were it not that they are loath to lay out money on a rope, they would be hanged forthwith, and sometimes die to save charges.”

“A mere madness, to live like a wretch, and die rich.”

“Hoards after hoards his rising raptures fill;Yet still he sighs, for hoards are wanting still.”

“His heart is like a maggot-eaten nut:There's nothing in it ; but 'tis closely shut.”

“The unsunn'd heapsOf miser's treasures.”

“He sat among his bags, and, with a lookSorest of evils!—died of utter want.”

“'Tis strange the miser should his cares employHis wealth to purchase what he ne'er can taste?”

“Decrepit miser; base, ignoble wretch;I am descended of a gentler blood.”

“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.”