14. A fool also multiplies words.No man knows what is to be;Who can tell him what will be after him?
15. The labor of fools wearies them,For they do not even know how to go to the city!
16. Woe to you, O land, when your king is a child,And your princes feast in the morning!
17. Blessed are you, O land, when your king is the son of nobles,And your princes feast at the proper time—For strength and not for drunkenness!