Wisdom has built her house, she has set up her seven pillars.
She has slaughtered her beasts, she has mixed her wine, she has also set her table.
She has sent out her maids to call from the highest places in the town,
"Whoever is simple, let him turn in here!" To him who is without sense she says,
"Come, eat of my bread and drink of the wine I have mixed.
Leave simpleness, and live, and walk in the way of insight."
He who corrects a scoffer gets himself abuse, and he who reproves a wicked man incurs injury.
Do not reprove a scoffer, or he will hate you; reprove a wise man, and he will love you.