Where doth not something lack, on this wide earth?

Here this, there that, for money here is dearth.

Sure, you can’t pick it from the floor at pleasure,

And yet can wisdom reach the deepest treasure.

In mountain-vein, in walled foundation,

Coined and uncoined has gold its habitation.

And should you ask who’ll bring the same to light:

The gifted man, with Mind’s and Nature’s might.

from: Faust, Second Part of the Tragedy by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 1832 [1]