My Corollarie

Wealth, like a Pegasus, doth runne, or Flee,
(As swift as Thought) especially from those
That nere are gladd, but when at game they bee,
Though all their Wealth thereby, in Post, they loose:
And so when Wealth away, is posted quite,
They runne away, or else play least In sight.
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