Crying Men

Evenso all men were made earls,
Still they steal from themselves pearls:
Him with abundance yet desires more,
Than within his huge abode may store;
As beggars are ne'er done of ambling:
Greedy one risks his chance in gambling;
Whilst yet thou know not this:
That world's full of plenty vanities,
And no thing priceless is e'er new;
Heart gets charmed when craving induce;
Thus contentment from little is fair,
Wealth's boastful, wasteful, wild as steer
But he not grateful upon mere penny,
.Will ne'er be satisfied if he possesses many.