Hafi monologue (Act 1) — Nathan the Wise; a dramatic poem in five acts

That all a beggar’s wants are only Known to a beggar: such alone can tell How to relieve them usefully and wisely. “Thy predecessor was too cold for me, (He said) and when he gave, he gave unkindly; Informed himself with too precautious strictness Concerning the receiver, not content To leant the want, unless he knew its cause, And measuring out by that his niggard bounty. Thou wilt not thus bestow. So harshly kind Shall Saladin not seem in thee. Thou art not Like the choked pipe, whence sullied and by spurts Flow the pure waters it absorbs in silence. Al-Hafi thinks and feels like me.” So nicely The fowler whistled, that at last the quail Ran to his net. Cheated, and by a cheat—