13 Love not sleep, lest thou become poor, Open thine eyes -- be satisfied [with] bread.
14 `Bad, bad,` saith the buyer, And going his way then he boasteth himself.
15 Substance, gold, and a multitude of rubies, Yea, a precious vessel, [are] lips of knowledge.
16 Take his garment when a stranger hath been surety, And for strangers pledge it.
17 Sweet to a man [is] the bread of falsehood, And afterwards is his mouth filled [with] gravel.
18 Purposes by counsel thou dost establish, And with plans make thou war.
19 A revealer of secret counsels is the busybody, And for a deceiver [with] his lips make not thyself surety.
