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Chapter 27
English (Brenton–Byzantine)
Церковнослов'янською (unicode)
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Boast not of to-morrow; for thou knowest not what the next day shall bring forth.
1
Не хвали́сѧ ѡ҆ оу҆́трїи, не вѣ́си бо, что̀ роди́тъ (де́нь) находѧ́й.
2
Let thy neighbour, and not thine own mouth, praise thee; a stranger, and not thine own lips.
2
Да хва́литъ тѧ̀ и҆́скреннїй, а҆ не твоѧ̑ оу҆ста̀, чꙋжді́й, а҆ не твоѝ оу҆стнѣ̀.
3
A stone is heavy, and sand cumbersome; but a fool's wrath is heavier than both.
3
Тѧ́жкѡ ка́мень и҆ неꙋдобоно́снѡ песо́къ, гнѣ́въ же безꙋ́мнагѡ тѧ́жшїй ѻ҆боегѡ̀.
4
Wrath is merciless, and anger sharp: but envy can bear nothing.
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Безми́лостивна ꙗ҆́рость и҆ ѻ҆́стръ гнѣ́въ, но ничто́же постои́тъ ре́вности.
5
Open reproofs are better than secret love.
5
Лꙋ́чше ѡ҆бличє́нїѧ ѿкровє́нна та́йныѧ любвѐ.
6
The wounds of a friend are more to be trusted than the spontaneous kisses of an enemy.
Thine own friend, and thy father's friend, forsake not; and when thou art in distress go not into thy brother's house: better is a friend that is near than a brother living far off.
10
Дрꙋ́га твоегѡ̀ и҆лѝ дрꙋ́га ѻ҆́тча не ѡ҆ставлѧ́й: въ до́мъ же бра́та своегѡ̀ не вни́ди неблагополꙋ́чнѡ: лꙋ́чше дрꙋ́гъ бли́з̾, не́же бра́тъ дале́че живы́й.
11
Son, be wise, that thy heart may rejoice; and remove thou from thyself reproachful words.
Hell and destruction are not filled; so also are the eyes of men insatiable. He that fixes his eye is an abomination to the Lord; and the uninstructed do not restrain their tongue.
Fire is the trial for silver and gold; and a man is tried by the mouth of them that praise him. The heart of the transgressor seeks after mischiefs; but an upright heart seeks knowledge.
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И҆скꙋше́нїе сребрꙋ̀ и҆ зла́тꙋ раздеже́нїе: мꙋ́жъ же и҆скꙋша́етсѧ оу҆сты̑ хва́лѧщихъ є҆го̀. Се́рдце беззако́нника взыскꙋ́етъ ѕла̑ѧ, се́рдце же пра́во взыскꙋ́етъ ра́зꙋма.
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Though thou scourge a fool, disgracing him in the midst of the council, thou wilt still in no wise remove his folly from him.