ಜ್ಞಾನೋಕ್ತಿಗಳು 26
As snow in summer, and as rain in harvest, So honor [is] not fitting for a fool.
As a bird by wandering, as a swallow by flying, So reviling without cause does not come.
A whip is for a horse, a bridle for a donkey, And a rod for the back of fools.
Do not answer a fool according to his folly, Lest you are like to him—even you.
Answer a fool according to his folly, Lest he is wise in his own eyes.
He is cutting off feet, he is drinking injury, Who is sending things by the hand of a fool.
The two legs of the lame have been weak, And an allegory in the mouth of fools.
As one who is binding a stone in a sling, So [is] he who is giving honor to a fool.
A thorn has gone up into the hand of a drunkard, And an allegory in the mouth of fools.
The Former of all [is] great, And He is rewarding a fool, And is rewarding transgressors.
11 ೧೧ ನಾಯಿ ತಾನು ಕಕ್ಕಿದ್ದನ್ನು ನೆಕ್ಕುವುದಕ್ಕೆ ತಿರುಗಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವ ಹಾಗೆ, ಮೂಢನು ತಾನು ಮಾಡಿದ ಮೂರ್ಖತನವನ್ನೇ ಪುನಃ ಮಾಡುವನು.
As a dog has returned to its vomit, A fool is repeating his folly.
12 ೧೨ ತಾನೇ ಜ್ಞಾನಿಯೆಂದು ಎಣಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವವನನ್ನು ನೋಡು, ಅಂಥವನಿಗಿಂತಲೂ ಮೂಢನ ವಿಷಯದಲ್ಲಿ ಹೆಚ್ಚು ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆಯನ್ನಿಡಬಹುದು.
You have seen a man wise in his own eyes, More hope of a fool than of him!
The slothful has said, “A lion [is] in the way, A lion [is] in the broad places.”
The door turns around on its hinge, And the slothful on his bed.
The slothful has hid his hand in a dish, He is weary of bringing it back to his mouth.
Wiser [is] the slothful in his own eyes, Than seven [men] returning a reason.
Laying hold on the ears of a dog, [Is] a passer-by making himself wrath for strife [that is] not his own.
As [one] pretending to be feeble, Who is casting sparks, arrows, and death,
So has a man deceived his neighbor, And has said, “Am I not playing?”
Fire is going out without wood, And contention ceases without a tale-bearer,
Coal to burning coals, and wood to fire, And a man of contentions to kindle strife.
The words of a tale-bearer [are] as self-inflicted wounds, And they have gone down [to] the inner parts of the heart.
Silver of dross spread over potsherd, [Are] burning lips and an evil heart.
A hater pretends by his lips, And he places deceit in his heart,
When his voice is gracious do not trust in him, For seven abominations [are] in his heart.
Hatred is covered by deceit, Its wickedness is revealed in an assembly.
Whoever is digging a pit falls into it, And the roller of a stone, it turns to him.
A lying tongue hates its bruised ones, And a flattering mouth works an overthrow!
