Naught exists that can, save wealth
Make the worthless as men of worth.
The have-nothing poor all despise
The men of wealth all raise and praise.
Waneless wealth is light that goes
To every land and gloom removes.
The blameless wealth from fairest means
Brings good virtue and also bliss.
Riches devoid of love and grace
Off with it; it is disgrace.
Escheats, derelicts; spoils of war
Taxes duties are king's treasure.
Grace the child of love is nourished
By the wet-nurse of wealth cherished.
Treasures in hand fulfil all things
Like hill-tuskers the wars of kings.
Make wealth: there is no sharper steel
The insolence of foes to quell.
They have joy and virtue at hand
Who acquire treasures abundant.
WAYS OF MAKING WEALTH
