20 And in the morning, as they passed by, they saw the fig-tree dried up, as it were, from its root.
21 And Simon remembered, and said to him: Rabbi; behold, the fig-tree which thou cursedst, is dried up.
10 and the rich, in his depression; because, like the flower of an herb, so he passeth away.
11 For the sun riseth in its heat, and drieth up the herb; and its flower falleth, and the beauty of its appearance perisheth: so also the rich man withereth in his ways.