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The wickedness of a woman changeth her face: and she darkeneth her countenance as a bear: and sheweth it like sackcloth. In the midst of her neighbours,
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Her husband groaned, and hearing he sighed a little.
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All malice is shore to the malice of a woman, let the lot of sinners fall upon her.
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As the climbing of a sandy way is to the feet of the aged, so is a wife full of tongue to a quiet man.
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Look not upon a woman's beauty, and desire not a woman for beauty.