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bis tongue Admonish thy neighbour before thou threaien him; and not being angry, give place to the law of the Most High. Whoso casteti a stone at the birds frayeth them away; and he that upbraideth his friend breaketh friendship, Though thou drewest a sword at thy friend, yet despair not; for there may be a returning to favour. If thou hast opened thy mouth against thy friend, fear not; for there may be a reconciliation: except for upbraiding, or pride, or disclosing of secrets, or a treacherous wound: for these things every friend will depart. Be faithful to thy neighbour in his poverty, abide sted fast unto him in the time of his trouble. Forget not thy friend in thy mind, and be not unmindful of him in thy riches. Do good unto thy friend before thou die, and according to thy ability stretch out thy hand and give to him. Forsake not an old friend; for the new is not comparable to him: a new friend is as new wine; when it is old, thou shalt drink it with pleasure. Change not a friend for any good by no means; neither a faithful brother for the gold of Ophir.
A man that hath friends must shew himself friendly: and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother. Thine own friend, and thy father's friend, forsake not. A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. A man that flattereth his neighbour spreadeth a net for his feet. Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.
On Health and Cheerfulness.
Better is the poor, being sound and strong of constitution, than a rich man that is aiflicted in his body. Health and a good state of body are above all gold, and a strong body above infinite wealth. There is no riches above a sound body, and no joy above the joy of the heart. Death is better than a bitter life, or continual sickness. Give not over thy mind to heaviness, and afflict not thyself in thine own counsel. The gladness of the heart is the life of man, and the joyfulness of a man prolongeth his days. Love thine own soul, and comfort thy heart, remove sorrow far from thee: for sorrow hath killed many, and there is no profit therein. For of heaviness conieth death, and the heaviness of the heart break. eth strength. Take no heaviness to heart: drive it away, and remember the last end; forget it dot, for there is no turning again.
All things are not profitable for all men, neither hath every soul pleasure in every thing. Be not unsatiable in any dainty thing, nor too greedy upon meats: for excess of meats bringeth sickness, and surfeiting will turn into choler, By surfeiting have many perished; but he that taketh heed prolongeth his life. Sound sleep cometh of moderate eating: he riseth early, and his wits are with him: but the pain of watching, and choler, and pangs of the belly, are with an unsatiable man. If thou givest thy soul the desires that please her, she will make thee a laughing stock to thine enemies that malign thee. Take not pleasure in much good cheer, neither be tied to the expence thereof. Shew not thy
valiantness in wine; for wine hath destroyed many. The furnace proveth the edge by dipping: so doth wine the hearts of the proud by drunkeuness. Wine measurably drunk and in season bringeth gladness of the heart, and cheerfulness of the mind: but wine drunken with excess maketh bitterness of the mind, with brawling and quarrelling; drunkenness increaseth the rage of a fool till he offend: it diminisheth strength, and maketh wounds. Rebuke not thy neighbour at the wine, and despise him not in his mirth : give him no despiteful words, and press not upon him with urging him to drink.
Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging; and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise. He that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man : he that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich. Hear thou, my son, and be wise, and guide thine heart
wine bibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh. For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty; and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags. Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions?
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who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes? They that tarry long at the wine, they that go to seek mixed wine. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, wheu it moveth itself aright: at the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an arlder,
On Industry and Sloth.
Go to the ant, thou sluggard ; consider her ways, and be wise: which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest. How long wilt thou sleep, 0 slaggard ? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep? Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep: so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
The sluggard will not plow by reason of the cold; therefore shall he beg in harvest, and have nothing. The soul of the sluggard desireth, and hath nothing: but the soul of the diligent shall be made fat. Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep; and an