- She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in the openings of the gates: in the city she uttereth her words, saying,
- How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? and the scorners delight in their scorning, and fools hate knowledge?
- Turn you at my reproof: behold, I will pour out my spirit unto you, I will make known my words unto you.
- Because I have called, and ye refused; I have stretched out my hand, and no man regarded;
- But ye have set at nought all my counsel, and would none of my reproof:
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- at the head of the noisy streets she cries out, in the gateways of the city she makes her speech:
- "How long will you simple ones love your simple ways? How long will mockers delight in mockery and fools hate knowledge?
- If you had responded to my rebuke, I would have poured out my heart to you and made my thoughts known to you.
- But since you rejected me when I called and no one gave heed when I stretched out my hand,
- since you ignored all my advice and would not accept my rebuke,
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