141 Who laws of virtue and possession's rights have known, Indulge no foolish love of her by right another's own.

142 No fools, of all that stand from virtue's pale shut out, Like those who longing lurk their neighbour's gate without.

143 They 're numbered with the dead, e'en while they live, — how otherwise? With wife of sure confiding friend who evil things devise.

144 How great soe'er they be, what gain have they of life, Who, not a whit reflecting, seek a neighbour's wife?

145 'Mere trifle!' saying thus, invades the home; so he ensures A gain of guilt that deathless aye endures.

146 Who home invades, from him pass nevermore, Hatred and sin, fear, foul disgrace: these four.

147 Who sees the wife, another's own, with no desiring eye, In sure domestic bliss he dwelleth ever virtuously.

148 Manly excellence, that looks not on another's wife, Is not virtue merely, 'tis full 'propriety' of life.

149 Who 're good indeed, on earth begirt by ocean's gruesome tide? The men who touch not her that is another's bride.

150 Though virtue's bounds he pass, and evil deeds hath wrought; At least, 'tis good if neighbour's wife he covet not.