To thrift compel, and food by labour earn’d.
[69]Shame, which our aid or injury we find,
Shame to the needy clings of evil kind;
Shame to low indigence declining tends:
Bold zeal to wealth’s proud pinnacle ascends.
[70]But shun extorted riches; oh far best
The heaven-sent wealth without reproach possest.
Whoe’er shall mines of hoarded gold command,
By fraudful tongue or by rapacious hand;
As oft betides when lucre lights the flame,