Wisdom cries aloud outside; she raises her voice in the open square:

Now in the street, now in the square, {at} every corner she lies in wait.

The sluggard says, “There is a lion in the road!
A lion is in the open square!”

Should your springs overflow in the streets, streams of water in the public squares?

The horseleach hath two daughters, crying , Give, give. There are three things that are never satisfied, Yea , four that say not, Enough:

There are three things which are too wonderful for me, Yea, four which I know not:

For three things the earth doth tremble, And for four, which it cannot bear:

There are four things which are little upon the earth, But they are exceeding wise:

There are three things which are stately in their march, Yea, four which are stately in going: