| Chapter 10 |
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Dead flies cause a perfumer`s perfume To send forth a stink; The precious by reason of wisdom -- By reason of honour -- a little folly! |
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The heart of the wise is at his right hand, And the heart of a fool at his left. |
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And also, when he that is a fool Is walking in the way, his heart is lacking, And he hath said to every one, `He is a fool.` |
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If the spirit of the ruler go up against thee, Thy place leave not, For yielding quieteth great sinners. |
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There is an evil I have seen under the sun, As an error that goeth out from the ruler, |
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He hath set the fool in many high places, And the rich in a low place do sit. |
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I have seen servants on horses, And princes walking as servants on the earth. |
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Whoso is digging a pit falleth into it, And whoso is breaking a hedge, a serpent biteth him. |
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Whoso is removing stones is grieved by them, Whoso is cleaving trees endangered by them. |
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If the iron hath been blunt, And he the face hath not sharpened, Then doth he increase strength, And wisdom is advantageous to make right. |
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If the serpent biteth without enchantment, Then there is no advantage to a master of the tongue. |
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Words of the mouth of the wise are gracious, And the lips of a fool swallow him up. |
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The beginning of the words of his mouth is folly, And the latter end of his mouth Is mischievous madness. |
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And the fool multiplieth words: `Man knoweth not that which is, And that which is after him, who doth declare to him?` |
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The labour of the foolish wearieth him, In that he hath not known to go unto the city. |
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Wo to thee, O land, when thy king is a youth, And thy princes do eat in the morning. |
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Happy art thou, O land, When thy king is a son of freemen, And thy princes do eat in due season, For might, and not for drunkenness. |
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By slothfulness is the wall brought low, And by idleness of the hands doth the house drop. |
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For mirth they are making a feast, And wine maketh life joyful, And the silver answereth with all. |
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Even in thy mind a king revile not, And in the inner parts of thy bed-chamber Revile not the rich: For a fowl of the heavens causeth the voice to go, And a possessor of wings declareth the word. |