True-love!
In the presence of many witnesses;
Love!
As a loyal soldier around you;
Love!
The farmer who gives out his labour has,
The right to the first share of the produce.
Cure, endure!
Shun profane and vain babblings;
For, they may lead you to sin.
Love!
Departing from evil;
And, showing up a pure heart.
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