14Whoso is saluting his friend with a loud voice, In the morning rising early, A light thing it is reckoned to him.
15A continual dropping in a day of rain, And a woman of contentions are alike,
16Whoso is hiding her hath hidden the wind, And the ointment of his right hand calleth out.
17Iron by iron is sharpened, And a man sharpens the face of his friend.