"His yron cote all ouergrowne with rust, Was vnderneath enueloped with gold, Whose glistring glosse darkned with filthy dust, Well yet appeared, to haue beene of old A worke of rich entayle, and curious mould, Wouen with antickes and wyld ymagery: And in his lap a masse of coyne he told, And turned vpside downe, to feede his eye And couetous desire with his huge threasury."
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His iron coat, all overgrown with rust, Was underneath enveloped with gold, Whose glistering gloss, darkened with filthy dust, Well it appeared to have been of old A work of rich entail and curious mold, Woven with antiques and wild imagery. And in his lap a mass of coin he told And turned upside down, to feed his eye And covetous desire with his huge treasury. — Bk. II, Canto VII, stanza 4; of Mammon
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