| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - to the city.16Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes eat in the morning!17 Blessed art thou, O land, when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness! 18By much slothfulness the building decayeth; and through idleness of the hands the house droppeth through. 19A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh merry: bu
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