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Whatsoever thy hand attaineth to do by thy strength, that do; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest.

For man also knoweth not his time; as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare, even so are the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.

If the spirit of the ruler rise up against thee, leave not thy place; for gentleness allayeth great offences.

The labour of fools wearieth every one of them, for he knoweth not how to go to the city.

A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh glad the life; and money answereth all things.

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.

Cast thy bread upon the waters, for thou shalt find it after many days.

Divide a portion into seven, yea, even into eight; for thou knowest not what evil shall be upon the earth.

In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thy hand; for thou knowest not which shall prosper, whether this or that, or whether they both shall be alike good.

And the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun.

For if a man live many years, let him rejoice in them all, and remember the days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.

Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thy heart, and in the sight of thine eyes; but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.

Therefore remove vexation from thy heart, and put away evil from thy flesh; for childhood and youth are vanity.

The end of the matter, all having been heard: fear God, and keep His commandments; for this is the whole man.

For God shall bring every work into the judgment concerning every hidden thing, whether it be good or whether it be evil.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth--for thy love is better than wine.

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon; for why should I be as one that veileth herself beside the flocks of thy companions?

'Stay ye me with dainties, refresh me with apples; for I am love-sick.'

For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.'