13. Take his garment, when a stranger hath been surety, And for a strange woman pledge it.
14. Whoso is saluting his friend with a loud voice, In the morning rising early, A light thing it is reckoned to him.
15. A continual dropping in a day of rain, And a woman of contentions are alike,
16. Whoso is hiding her hath hidden the wind, And the ointment of his right hand calleth out.
17. Iron by iron is sharpened, And a man sharpens the face of his friend.