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He who gains, and spends, and gives, a gallant is he;
He who is skilled with the sword, a chieftain is he,
A mine of Rubies, or Sapphires, or Jewels, what is that?
He who is the source of kindnesses a mine is he,
What thou eatest by thyself will never feed thee,
What thou eatest in company a feast is that.
Through day and night, through month and year,
The time spent in God's service, time is that.
Call no one else broken, O Khush-hal!
He whose word and promise is broken, broke indeed is he!
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