15. The labour of the foolish wearies all of them because they do not know how to go to the city.
16. Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes banquet in the morning!
17. Blessed art thou, O land, when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season for strength, and not for drunkenness!
18. By much slothfulness the building decays, and through idleness of the hands the rain drips throughout the house.
19. The banquet is made for pleasure, and wine makes merry; but money answers all things.