A dead flye doth corrupt sweete oyntment, and maketh it to stinke: Euen so oft tymes he that hath ben had in estimation for wysdome and honour, is abhorred because of a litle foolishnesse.
A wyse mans heart is vpon his right hande, but a fooles heart vpon his left.
A foole wyll shewe him selfe when he goeth by the way, yet thinketh he that euery man doth as foolishly as him self.
If a principall spirite be geuen thee to beare rule, be not negligent then in thine office: for he that can take cure of him selfe, auoydeth great offences.
Another plague is there whiche I haue seene vnder the sunne, namely, the ignoraunce that is commonly among princes: in that a foole sitteth in great dignitie, and the riche are set downe beneath.
in that a foole sitteth in great dignitie, and the riche are set downe beneath.
I haue seene seruauntes ride vpon horses, and princes goyng vpon their feete as it were seruauntes.
But he that diggeth vp a pitte, shall fall therin hym selfe: and who so breaketh downe the hedge, a serpent shall byte hym.
Who so remoueth stones, shall haue trauayle withall: and he that heweth wood, shalbe hurt therwith.
When an iron is blunt and the poynt not sharpened, it must be whet agayne, and that with might: Euen so doth wisdome folowe diligence.
A backbiter is no better then a serpent that stingeth without hissing.
The wordes out of a wyse mans mouth are gratious: but the lippes of a foole wyll destroy him selfe.
The beginning of his talking is foolishnesse: & the last worde of his mouth is starke madnesse.
A foole is full of wordes, and a man can not tell what shall come to passe: who wyll then warne hym of it that shall folowe after hym?
The labour of the foolishe is greeuous vnto them, whyle they know not howe to go into the citie.
Wo be vnto thee O thou lande, whose kyng is but a chylde, and whose princes are early at their bankettes.
But well is thee O thou lande, whose kyng is come of nobles, and whose princes eate in due season for necessitie, and not for lust.
Thorowe slouthfulnesse the balkes fall downe, and thorowe idle handes it rayneth in at the house.
Meate maketh men to laugh, and wine maketh them merie: but vnto money are all thinges obedient.
Wishe the king no euil in thy thought, and speake no hurt of the riche in thy priuie chaumber: for a byrde of the ayre shall betray thy voyce, and with her fethers shall she bewray thy wordes.