To live with excellence and wealth
To the envy of the enemy in his forth,
To be in the midst of the oxen herd
Without the strong stick to control these hard,
To make friendship with the foe who had tortured you
So long and whom you had abandoned him earlier,
These are the three above said activities
That may result in loss of your life!
The enemy may harm, oxen may injure by stampede,
The foe may plot a wicked plan against you.
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