Like one binding a stone in a sling, So is he who gives esteem to a fool.
Luxury is not fitting for a fool, Much less for a servant to rule over princes.
Like snow in summer, and rain in harvest, So esteem is not fitting for a fool.
The legs of the lame hang limp So is a proverb in the mouth of fools.
A thorn goes into the hand of a drunkard So is a proverb in the mouth of fools.
Under a servant when he reigns, And a fool when he is satisfied with food,