Behold, this have I found, says the preacher, counting one by one, to find out the result:
I the Preacher was king over Israel in Jerusalem.
And I find more bitter than death the woman, whose heart is snares and nets, and her hands as bands: he who pleases God shall escape from her; but the sinner shall be taken by her.
Which yet my soul seeks, but I do not find: one man among a thousand have I found; but a woman among all those have I not found.