Even the sun he hath not seen nor known, more rest hath this than that.
Man, born of woman! Of few days, and full of trouble!
As a snail that melteth he goeth on, `As' an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.
Sweet also `is' the light, And good for the eyes to see the sun.
And better than both of them `is' he who hath not yet been, in that he hath not seen the evil work that hath been done under the sun.
For in vanity he came in, and in darkness he goeth, and in darkness his name is covered,
And though he had lived a thousand years twice over, yet good he hath not seen; to the same place doth not every one go?