16 ¹⁹ 'There was once a rich man, who dressed in purple and the finest linen, and feasted in great magnificence every day. 16 ²⁰ At his gate, covered with sores, lay a poor man named Lazarus, 16 ²¹ who would have been glad to satisfy his hunger with the scraps from the rich man's table. Even the dogs used to come and lick his sores. 16 ²² One day the poor man died and was carried away by the angels to be with Abraham. The rich man also died and was buried, 16 ²³ and in Hades, where he was in torment, he looked up; and there, far away, was Abraham with Lazarus close beside him. 16 ²⁴ "Abraham, my father," he called out, "take pity on me! Send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water, to cool my tongue, for I am in agony in this fire." 16 ²⁵ But Abraham said, "Remember, my child, that all the good things fell to you while you were alive, and all the bad to Lazarus; now he has his consolation here and it is you who are in agony. 16 ²⁶ But that is not all: there is a great chasm fixed between us; no one from our side who wants to reach you can cross it, and none may pass from your side to us." 16 ²⁷ "Then, father," he replied, "will you send him to my father's house, 16 ²⁸ where I have five brothers, to warn them, so that they too may not come to this place of torment?" 16 ²⁹ But Abraham said, "They have Moses and the prophets; 16 ³⁰ let them listen to them." "No, father Abraham," he replied, "but if someone from the dead visits them, they will repent." 16 ³¹ Abraham answered, "If they do not listen to Moses and the prophets they will pay no heed even if someone should rise from the dead."'