Of his soul sells out in stupid greed; [[106]]
And for such an one, when life is passed,
There is nought but grief for wealth amassed.
Keep sweet!
Watch your feet!
And step not into the filth of the street!
‘There were those who came with sorrow’s tale,
Of a wife long sick, and children pale;
Of a daughter weak or son just dead,
Of a mother starved for lack of bread!