15. The toil of fools wearies them,so they do not know even the way to town.
16. Woe to you, O land, whose king is a youth,and whose princes feast in the morning!
17. Happy are you, O land, whose king is of noble birth,and whose princes dine at the right time—for vigor and not in drinking bouts.
18. Because of laziness, the rafters sag;when hands are slack, the house leaks.
19. A feast is made for merrimentand wine gives joy to the living,but money answers for everything.
20. Even in your thoughts do not curse the king,nor in the privacy of your bedroom curse the rich;For the birds of the air may carry your voice,a winged creature may tell what you say.