Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy ...

Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes eat in the morning! / Blessed art thou, O land, when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness! / By much slothfulness the building decayeth; and through idleness of the hands the house droppeth through.