1. Though shame I've met is grievous for me, still
Perchance the man is smit with bane one day

2. From whence he knows not; I have never seen
A life of wealth that does not change and fail;

3. Nor opulence of riches that is not
Near poverty and straitness after all.

4. Whoever lacking means must know the place
Where dwells his friend; he whom life leaves will never

5. Lack troubles sent him from the course of Time.
I am ashamed, whenmeansdefaulted me,

6. That friends of mine and intimates should know
My want. So I withdrew from intimates

7. And dear companions, not for pride in me
Or honour, but from self-respect; too much

8. I prize myself to let my wants be seen.
And when I saw that riches were debarred me

9. And faces turned from me, of kith and kin,
I made my sweetest friend wrath and displeasure,