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And when I was born, I began to breathe the common air, and fell upon the kindred earth; my first sound was a cry, as is true of all.
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I was nursed with care in swaddling cloths.
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For no king has had a different beginning of existence;
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there is for all one entrance into life, and one way out.
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Therefore I prayed, and understanding was given me; I called on God, and the spirit of wisdom came to me.
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I preferred her to scepters and thrones, and I accounted wealth as nothing in comparison with her.
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Neither did I liken to her any priceless gem, because all gold is but a little sand in her sight, and silver will be accounted as clay before her.
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I loved her more than health and beauty, and I chose to have her rather than light, because her radiance never ceases.
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All good things came to me along with her, and in her hands uncounted wealth.
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I rejoiced in them all, because wisdom leads them; but I did not know that she was their mother.
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I learned without guile and I impart without grudging; I do not hide her wealth,