The foolish man, folding his hands, takes the flesh of his body for food.
I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.
The man who has mercy will be rewarded, but the cruel man is the cause of trouble to himself.
He who is slow in his work does not go in search of food; but the ready worker gets much wealth.
The hater of work does not get his desires, but the soul of the hard workers will be made fat.
The hater of work will not do his ploughing because of the winter; so at the time of grain-cutting he will be requesting food and will get nothing.
How long will you be sleeping, O hater of work? when will you get up from your sleep?
The words of a wise man's mouth are sweet to all, but the lips of a foolish man are his destruction.
On the right a man was cutting off bits and was still in need; on the left a man took a meal but had not enough; no man had pity on his brother; every man was making a meal of the flesh of his neighbour.