Unless we eat his sandals, what food can we give?”
“Hence ’tis the wise have said in proverb, rendered free
‘A guest should never go where he’ll not welcome be.’
Who’d wish to be the guest confiding of a man,
Who’ll strip thee to the skin, bare, gladly, if he can?20
Unhappy in himself, can he thee happy make?
He can impart no light; deep gloom’s his only stake.
Not feeling gladsome in himself, with others met,
He cannot yield to them what he has not as yet.
Suppose a man ophthalmic start as oculist;