Laudator Temporis Acti

Philemon, fragment 92 Kock, vol. II, part 1, p. 506 = Comparison of Menander and Philistion II 59-67 Jaeckel, p. 105; attributed to Philetus by Stobaeus, Anthology 4.33.19, vol. 5, part 2, pp. 804-805 Hense (tr. F.A. Paley):

Wealth ever brings its ills, and those not few.
Some envy, some abuse and hate it too.
Trouble, annoyance, meet one without end,
Extortions here, there gifts to help a friend,
Who, as you soon find out, has left a will
To make some other rich man richer still.
Thus modest means, with life devoid of care,
Are better far than with the rich to share
Wealth's high estate, with all its plagues and pains
Your poor man's evils may to him be gains.

ἀεὶ τὸ πλουτεῖν συμφορὰς πολλὰς ἔχει,
φθόνον τ' ἐπήρειάν τε καὶ μίσος πολύ,
πράγματά τε πολλὰ κἀνοχλήσεις μυρίας,
πράξεις τε πολλὰς συλλογάς τε τοῦ βίου.
ἔπειτα μετὰ ταῦτ' εὐθὺς εὑρέθη θανών,        5
ἄλλοις καταλιπῲν εἰς τρυφὴν τὴν οὐσίαν.
ὅθεν πένεσθαι μᾶλλον ἡδέως ἔχω,
ἔχειν τε μέτρια καμέριμνον ζῆν βίον,
καὶ μήτ' ἔχειν πλοῦτόν με μήτε πράγματα·
πᾶς γὰρ πένης ὢν μεγάλα κερδαίνει κακά.        10

The same, tr. John Maxwell Edmonds:

Wealth's always had so much to answer for.
Envy and hate and obloquy galore;
Worry and care in it are ever rife
With frequent levying of the means of life:
And then they look and find the rich man dead,
Leaving his goods to butter others' bread.
It follows that it's better to be poor
With no real cares and only moderate bills;
No man that's poor but spares himself great ills.

The insistence on rhyme spoils both translations.