Lore worth learning, learn flawlessly
Live by that learning thoroughly.
Letter, number, art and science
Of living kind both are the eyes.
The learned alone have eyes on face
The ignorant two sores of disgrace.
To meet with joy and part with thought
Of learned men this is the art.
Like poor before rich they yearn
For knowledge; the low never leam.
As deep you dig the sand spring flows
As deep you learn the knowledge grows.
AH lands and towns are learner's own
Why not till death learning go on?
The joy of learning in one birth
Exalts man upto his seventh.
The learned foster learning more
On seeing the world enjoy their lore.
Learning is wealth none could destroy
Nothing else gives genuine joy.