- Though his pride reaches to the heavens and his head touches the clouds,
 - he will perish forever, like his own dung; those who have seen him will say, 'Where is he?'
 - Like a dream he flies away, no more to be found, banished like a vision of the night.
 - The eye that saw him will not see him again; his place will look on him no more.
 - His children must make amends to the poor; his own hands must give back his wealth.
			
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- "Though his loftiness reaches the heavens, And his head touches the clouds,
 - He perishes forever like his refuse; Those who have seen him will say, 'Where is he?'
 - "He flies away like a dream, and they cannot find him; Even like a vision of the night he is chased away.
 - "The eye which saw him sees him no longer, And his place no longer beholds him.
 - "His sons favor the poor, And his hands give back his wealth.
			
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