Utopia

...talents captive until death, allowed to be surrendered to woodworms or dedicated to the wrappings of workshops. O immortal gods, what holiness of the Utopians could deserve such divine beatitude that greed and cupidity could not break into or creep into that one island for so many centuries, nor could they explode and drive out justice, along with modesty, by their wantonness and impudence? If God, now the best and greatest, had dealt so kindly with those provinces which retain and embrace a surname from His most sacred name, surely greed—which corrupts and ruins so many otherwise excellent and lofty minds—would depart from here, and the golden and Saturnian age would return.

For here, someone might suspect a danger that perhaps Aratus and the ancient poets were mistaken in their opinion when they placed Justice, as she departed from the earth, in the zodiac circle. For it is necessary that she has remained on the island of Utopia, if we believe Hythlodaeus, and has not yet arrived in heaven. But I discovered by inquiry that Utopia is situated outside the borders of the known world—an island surely fortunate, perhaps nearest to the Elysian fields (for Hythlodaeus has not yet handed down its location with certain boundaries, as More himself testifies)—divided into many cities, but coming together or conspiring into one state, named Hagnopolis City of Holiness, from Greek hagnos (holy/pure) and polis (city), resting in its own rites and goods, leading a blessed, innocent, and, in a certain way, heavenly life, as below...