She took hold of him and kissed him. Her face was impudent, and she said to him,

The bag of money he took in his hand, for [on] the day of the full moon he will come home."

Wisdom [is too] high for fools; at the gate he will not open his mouth.

Then I myself saw and my heart considered; I looked, and I took hold of instruction:

[Like] clouds and wind when there is no rain, [so too is] a man who boasts in a gift of deception.

[Like] cold water upon a weary soul, [so too is] good news from a distant place.

A lazy person buries his hands in the dish; he is [too] tired to return it to his mouth.

Three of these are [too] wonderful for me, and four, I do not understand them: