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Neither did I compare unto her any precious stone: for all gold in comparison of her, is as a little sand, and silver in respect to her shall be counted as clay.
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I loved her above health and beauty, and chose to have her instead of light: for her light cannot be put out.
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Now all good things came to me together with her, and innumerable riches through her hands,
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And I rejoiced in all these: for this wisdom went before me, and I knew not that she was the mother of them all.
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Which I have learned without guile, and communicate without envy, and her riches I hide not.