1 When thou sittest to eat with a ruler, Thou considerest diligently that which 'is' before thee,
2 And thou hast put a knife to thy throat, If thou 'art' a man of appetite.
3 Have no desire to his dainties, seeing it 'is' lying food.
4 Labour not to make wealth, From thine own understanding cease, Dost thou cause thine eyes to fly upon it? Then it is not.
5 For wealth maketh to itself wings, As an eagle it flieth to the heavens.
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