And whoso’s with the Lord, therein sees his Lord’s face.
He that hath love for other than the Lord of all,
Is dead at heart,—not living;—shadow on a wall!
Whoe’er adopts God’s poverty, without false show,
Secures the prize of God’s rich pleasure here below!510
Who puts on sham of poverty deserves no bread.
(Bones are not given to effigies of dogs. They’re dead!)
His want craves pelf; ’tis not the love of God he’d seek.
Lay not thy bounty at the feet of one too sleek.
A landshark is a mendicant for mere pelf’s sake.