Note 12 — II.
Robert Rives La Monte translation
"Cursed be the gold that gilds the straighten'd forehead of the fool!"
—Tennyson, in "Locksley Hall."
"Gold, yellow, glittering, precious gold! Thus, much of this will make black, white; foul, fair; Wrong, right; base, noble; old, young; coward, valiant."
—Shakespeare, in "Timon of Athens."—Translator.