Assistance to the needy is ideal
The gift set as duty at proper time and place
For the worthy one, without the want of return
Is the real charity, measured as excellent
Charity to get a profit, and with
The desire of furtive results or in a grudging mood
Is the charity in the mode of passion for counting?
If the same executed at an improper place
And time, the gift to the unworthy, hatred
Is the charity in the count of ignorance?
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