20 Wisdome cryeth without: she vttereth her voyce in the streetes. 21 She calleth in the hye streete, among the prease in the entrings of the gates, and vttereth her wordes in the citie, saying, 22 O ye foolish, howe long will ye loue foolishnes? and the scornefull take their pleasure in scorning, and the fooles hate knowledge? 23 (Turne you at my correction: loe, I will powre out my mind vnto you, and make you vnderstand my wordes)