• Flesch-Kincaid Level: 8
Poetry

Avarice

Money, thou bane of blisse, and source of wo,    Whence com'st thou, that thou art so fresh and fine?    I know thy parentage is base and low:Man found thee poore and dirtie in a mine.Surely thou didst so little contribute     To this great kingdome, which thou now hast got,That he was fain, when...
  • Flesch-Kincaid Level: 8