1 Wisdom hath builded her house, She hath hewn out her pillars -- seven.

2 She hath slaughtered her slaughter, She hath mingled her wine, Yea, she hath arranged her table.

3 She hath sent forth her damsels, She crieth on the tops of the high places of the city:

4 Who is simple? let him turn aside hither.' Whoso lacketh heart: she hath said to him,

5 'Come, eat of my bread, And drink of the wine I have mingled.

6 Forsake ye, the simple, and live, And be happy in the way of understanding.

Proverbs 9:1-6, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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