to a ship wrecked on the sea-shore

This useless bark, dry and broken,
now so despised by water and wind,
looked with scorn on the vast movements
of the stormy sea, of the east and the south winds.

Proud towards the deep, obedient to its pilot,
and always thirsty for the rich metal,
it brought the ores which it took aboard
in the distant Indies to their Spanish destination.

Now it lies far from the dear woods
in which it might have kept its green decoration
better than it could cargoes of treasure.

So the man who follows miserly greed
sometimes perishes miserably in a foreign land,
lacking both consolation and wealth.

Juan Martínez de Jáuregui y Aguilar

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