A fool set in high dignity, and the rich sitting beneath.
In the joy of the just there is great glory: when the wicked reign, men are ruined.
When just men increase, the people shall rejoice: when the wicked shall bear rule, the people shall mourn.
When the wicked rise up, men shall hide themselves: when they perish, the lust shall be multiplied.
Delicacies are not seemly for a fool: nor for a servant to have rule over princes.
There is an evil that I have seen under the sun, as it were by an error proceeding from the face of the prince: