For not a deed the hand can try,
Save ‘neath the hand of God on high,
Nor tyrant harsh work tyranny,
Uncrushed by tyrant harsh as he.
And as saith yet another:[[260]]—
Tyrannize not, if thou hast the power to do so; for the tyrannical is in danger of revenges.
Thine eye will sleep while the oppressed, wakeful, will call down curses on thee, and God’s eye sleepeth not.
Beware of wine-bibbing, for drink is the root of all evil: it doeth away the reason and bringeth to contempt whoso useth it; and how well saith the poet:—
By Allah, wine shall not disturb me, while my soul ✿ Join body, nor while speech the words of me explain:
No day will I be thralled to wine-skin cooled by breeze[[261]] ✿ Nor choose a friend save those who are of cups unfain.