Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.


I rose up at the dawn of day,—
“Get thee away! get thee away!
Pray’st thou for riches? Away, away!
This is the throne of Mammon grey.”
William Blake—Mammon.

Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare,
And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.
Byron—Childe Harold. Canto I. St. 9.

Cursed Mammon be, when he with treasures
To restless action spurs our fate!
Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures,
He lays for us the pillows straight.

We cannot serve God and Mammon.
Matthew. VI. 24.

Mammon led them on—
Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell
From Heaven: for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts
Were always downward bent, admiring more
The riches of Heaven’s pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed
In vision beatific.
Milton—Paradise Lost. Bk. I. L. 678.

Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store,
Sees but a backward steward for the poor.
Pope—Moral Essays. Ep. III. L. 171.

What treasures here do Mammon’s sons behold!
Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.
Quarles—Emblems. Bk. II. Emblem V.