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Rh families will be cut short. In this way let the king's duty be performed. For the proverb says:

The king who tastes his kingdom like
 * Elixir, bit by bit,

Who does not overtax its life,
 * Will fully relish it.

The king who madly butchers men,
 * Their lives as little reckoned

As lives of goats, has one square meal,
 * But never has a second.

A king desiring profit, guards
 * His world from evil chance;

With gifts and honors waters
 * As florists water plants.

Guard subjects like a cow, nor ask
 * For milk each passing hour:

A vine must first be sprinkled, then
 * It ripens fruit and flower.

The monarch-lamp from subjects draws
 * Tax-oil to keep it bright:

Has any ever noticed kings
 * That shone by inner light?

A seedling is a tender thing,
 * And yet, if not neglected,

It comes in time to bearing fruit:
 * So subjects well protected.

Their subjects form the only source
 * From which accrue to kings

Their gold, grain, gems, and varied drinks,
 * And many other things.