Better to dwell in a wilderness land, Than `with' a woman of contentions and anger.
A calamity to his father `is' a foolish son, And the contentions of a wife `are' a continual dropping.
Better to sit on a corner of the roof, Than `with' a woman of contentions and a house of company.
A continual dropping in a day of rain, And a woman of contentions are alike,
For a hated one when she ruleth, And a maid-servant when she succeedeth her mistress.
Who doth give me in a wilderness A lodging-place of travellers? And I leave my people, and go from them, For all of them `are' adulterers, An assembly of treacherous ones.