। ॥ ३३ ॥
In plain words
So it goes: the husband of a beautiful wife, worn thin moment after moment by his anger, never gets even a scrap of happiness — like one crow among a whole mob, fighting over a single rice-ball.
Close to the Sanskrit
Thus the husband of a beautiful wife, worn away every moment by his anger, obtains not even a trace of happiness — like a single crow, one among many, over a rice-ball offering.