14. And the fool multiplieth words: yet man knoweth not what shall be; and what shall be after him, who will tell him?
15. The labour of fools wearieth them, because they know 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. Happy art thou, O land, when thy king is a son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness!
18. By much sloth fulness the framework falleth in; and through idleness of the hands the house drippeth.
19. A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh life merry; but money answereth everything.
20. Curse not the king, no, not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for the bird of the air will carry the voice, and that which hath wings will tell the matter.