Then the woman went to all the people in her wisdom. And they cut off the head of Sheba the son of Bichri, and threw it out to Joab. And he blew a trumpet, and they drew back from the city, every man to his tent. And Joab returned to Jerusalem to the king.
For there is no remembrance of the wise more than of the fool for ever; for that which now is in the days to come shall all be forgotten. And how does the wise man die? like the fool.
And so I saw the wicked buried, who had come and gone from the place of the holy, and they were forgotten in the city where they had so done: this is also vanity.