Whoso is loving mirth is a poor man, Whoso is loving wine and oil maketh no wealth.

Whoso is loving instruction, is loving knowledge, And whoso is hating reproof is brutish.

Whoso is loving transgression is loving debate, Whoso is making high his entrance is seeking destruction.

I love those loving me, And those seeking me earnestly do find me.

Death and life are in the power of the tongue, And those loving it eat its fruit.

Whoso is getting heart is loving his soul, He is keeping understanding to find good.

Whoso is loving cleanness of heart, Grace are his lips, a king is his friend.

Whoso is sparing his rod is hating his son, And whoso is loving him hath hastened him chastisement.

Even of his neighbour is the poor hated, And those loving the rich are many.

At all times is the friend loving, And a brother for adversity is born.

A man loving wisdom rejoiceth his father, And a friend of harlots destroyeth wealth.