15 The slothful hath hid his hand in a dish, He is weary of bringing it back to his mouth.
16 Wiser 'is' the slothful in his own eyes, Than seven 'men' returning a reason.
17 Laying hold on the ears of a dog, 'Is' a passer-by making himself wrath for strife not his own.
18 As 'one' pretending to be feeble, Who is casting sparks, arrows, and death,
19 So hath a man deceived his neighbour, And hath said, 'Am not I playing?'
Share this page