Get what start the sinner may, Retribution, for all her lame leg, never quits his track.
Who after wine, talks of wars hardships or of poverty.
He wears himself out by his labours, and grows old through his love of possessing wealth.
If you are only an underling, don't dress too fine.
In avoiding one vice fools rush into the opposite extreme.
He will be loved when dead, who was envied when he was living.