1. The Table of Virtue
Is lovelier than his garden in flower

2. Bearing whatever fruits the heart desires—
Choice delicacies in abundance for all.

3. Yet to his guests he denies them, keeping them
Only for his slave boys and servants

4. So they may feast on his sweetmeats
And gorge themselves on his fruits,

5. Then gleefully tear to bits and destroy
What he grudgingly spared even his brothers,

6. Leaving nothing for his women and babes.
Ceaselessly they spite and provoke him,

7. For they know well what has come to pass.