11 For by me do thy days multiply, And added to thee are years of life.
12 If thou hast been wise, thou hast been wise for thyself, And thou hast scorned-- thyself bearest [it].
13 A foolish woman [is] noisy, Simple, and hath not known what.
14 And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne--the high places of the city,
15 To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight [on] their paths.
16 `Who [is] simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart--she said to him,
17 `Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.'