1. It is right that poetry decays in every homeland
When these ample measures have depleted

2. Uncultured rhymes are like those whose gatherings
When they congregate are unsound in wording

3. And he who lives amongst the people will not lack harm
From the speech of a slanderer or an envious defamer

4. And no body in the shrouds of a mourner
Is redder than the strike of the sword that rends flesh