They gather fame who freely give
The greatest gain for all that live.
The glory of the alms-giver
Is praised aloud as popular.
Nothing else lasts on earth forever
Saving high fame of the giver!
From hailing gods heavens will cease
To hail the men of lasting praise.
Fame in fall and life in death
Are rare but for the soulful worth.
Be born with fame if birth you want
f not of birth you must not vaunt.
Why grieve at those who blame the sham
Of those who cannot live in fame?
To men on earth it is a shame
Not to beget the child of fame.
The land will shrink in yield
if men Overburden it without renown.
They live who live without blemish
The blameful ones do not flourish.