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Chapter 10 |
1 |
Dead flies cause the ointment of the apothecary to send forth a stinking
savour: so doth a little folly him that is in reputation for wisdom and
honour. |
2 | A wise man's
heart is at his right hand; but a fool's heart at his left. |
3 | Yea also, when he that is a fool walketh
by the way, his wisdom faileth him, and he saith to every one that he is a
fool. |
4 | If the spirit of
the ruler rise up against thee, leave not thy place; for yielding pacifieth
great offences. |
5 | There
is an evil which I have seen under the sun, as an error which proceedeth from
the ruler: |
6 | Folly is set
in great dignity, and the rich sit in low place. |
7 | I have seen servants upon horses, and princes walking
as servants upon the earth. |
8 |
He that diggeth a pit shall fall into it; and whoso breaketh an hedge, a
serpent shall bite him. |
9 |
Whoso removeth stones shall be hurt therewith; and he that cleaveth wood shall
be endangered thereby. |
10 |
If the iron be blunt, and he do not whet the edge, then must he put to more
strength: but wisdom is profitable to direct. |
11 | Surely the serpent will bite without enchantment; and a
babbler is no better. |
12 |
The words of a wise man's mouth are gracious; but the lips of a fool will
swallow up himself. |
13 |
The beginning of the words of his mouth is foolishness: and the end of his talk
is mischievous madness. |
14 |
A fool also is full of words: a man cannot tell what shall be; and what
shall be after him, who can tell him? |
15 | The labour of the foolish wearieth every one of them,
because he knoweth not how to go to the city. |
16 | Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy
princes eat in the morning! |
17
| 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! |
18 | By much slothfulness the building
decayeth; and through idleness of the hands the house droppeth through. |
19 | A feast is made for
laughter, and wine maketh merry: but money answereth all things. |
20 | Curse not the king, no not in thy
thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for a bird of the air shall
carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter. |