At the head of the multitudes she calleth, In the openings of the gates, In the city her sayings she saith:
Wisdom in an out-place crieth aloud, In broad places she giveth forth her voice,
`Till when, ye simple, do ye love simplicity? And have scorners their scorning desired? And do fools hate knowledge?
Doth not wisdom call? And understanding give forth her voice?
At the side of the gates, at the mouth of the city, The entrance of the openings, she crieth aloud,
She hath sent forth her damsels, She crieth on the tops of the high places of the city:
that which I tell you in the darkness, speak in the light, and that which you hear at the ear, proclaim on the house-tops.
and gathered together unto him were many multitudes, so that he having gone into the boat did sit down, and all the multitude on the beach did stand,
Jesus answered him, `I spake freely to the world, I did always teach in a synagogue, and in the temple, where the Jews do always come together; and in secret I spake nothing;
`Go on, and standing, speak in the temple to the people all the sayings of this life;'