Folk Tale
Hercules and Plutus
Translated From
Malas Esse Diuitias
| Author | Phaedrus |
|---|---|
| Book Title | Fabulae Aesopiae |
| Publication Date | 41 |
| Language | Latin |
Other Translations / Adaptations
| Text title | Language | Author | Publication Date |
|---|---|---|---|
| Les Richesses sont funestes. | French | _ | _ |
| Title | Hercules and Plutus |
|---|---|
| Original Title | Malas Esse Diuitias |
| Original Author | Phaedrus |
| Original ID | trans-7876.xml |
| Book Author | C. Smart |
| Language code | eng |
Wealth by the brave is justly scorn'd, Since men are from the truth suborn'd, And a full chest perverts their ways From giving or deserving praise. When Hercules, for matchless worth, Was taken up to heav'n from earth, As in their turns to all the crowd Of gratulating gods he bow'd, When Plutus, Fortune's son, he spies, He from his face averts his eyes. Jove ask'd the cause of this disgust: "I hate him, as he is unjust, To wicked men the most inclined, And grand corrupter of mankind."
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