21. She calls at the head of noisy places. At the entrance of the city gates, she utters her words:
22. “How long, you simple ones, will you love simplicity? How long will mockers delight themselves in mockery, and fools hate knowledge?
23. Turn at my reproof. Behold, I will pour out my spirit on you. I will make known my words to you.
24. Because I have called, and you have refused; I have stretched out my hand, and no one has paid attention;
25. but you have ignored all my counsel, and wanted none of my reproof;
26. I also will laugh at your disaster. I will mock when calamity overtakes you;
27. when calamity overtakes you like a storm, when your disaster comes on like a whirlwind; when distress and anguish come on you.