| Chapter 10 |
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Dead flies cause the ointment of the apothecary to stink [and] ferment; [so] a little folly is weightier than wisdom [and] honour. --
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The heart of a wise [man] is at his right hand; but a fool's heart at his left. --
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Yea also, when he that is a fool walketh by the way, his sense faileth [him], and he saith to every one [that] he is a fool. --
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If the spirit of the ruler rise up against thee, leave not thy place; for quietness pacifieth great offences. --
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There is an evil that I have seen under the sun, as an error [that] proceedeth from the ruler: --
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folly is set in great dignities, but the rich sit in a low place. --
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I have seen servants upon horses, and princes walking as servants upon the earth. --
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He that diggeth a pit falleth into it; and whoso breaketh down a hedge, a serpent biteth him. --
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Whoso removeth stones is hurt therewith; he that cleaveth wood is endangered thereby. --
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If the iron be blunt, and one do not whet the edge, then must he apply more strength; but wisdom is profitable to give success. --
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If the serpent bite before enchantment, then the charmer hath no advantage. --
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The words of a wise man's mouth are gracious; but the lips of a fool swallow up himself. --
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The beginning of the words of his mouth is folly; and the end of his talk is mischievous madness. --
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And the fool multiplieth words: [yet] man knoweth not what shall be; and what shall be after him, who will tell him? --
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The labour of fools wearieth them, because they know not how to go to the city. --
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Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes eat in the morning! --
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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! --
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By much sloth fulness the framework falleth in; and through idleness of the hands the house drippeth. --
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A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh life merry; but money answereth everything. --
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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. --
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