I gathered silver and gold together, even a treasure of kings and lands. I provided me singers and women which could play of instruments, to make man mirth and pastime. I gat me drinking cups also and glasses.

Happy thou, O land: thy king the son of nobles, and thy chiefs shall eat in time, in strength and not in drinking.

Good to go to the house of mourning rather than to go to the house of drinking, in that it is the end of every man; and he living shall give to his heart.

Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God hath already accepted thy works.