Chapters
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6 - 1My vac, my t'ou raane roish dty charrey, my t'ou er choyrt fo-dty-laue son joarree.My son, if thou be surety for thy friend, if thou hast stricken thy hand with a stranger,
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6 - 2T'ou ayns ribbey liorish goan dty veeal t'ou goit lesh focklyn dty veeal hene.Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth, thou art taken with the words of thy mouth.
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6 - 3Jean shoh nish, my vac, as feayshil oo hene, tra t'ou er jeet fo pooar dty naboo: immee, jean oo hene y injillaghey, as jean shickyr jeh dty charrey.Do this now, my son, and deliver thyself, when thou art come into the hand of thy friend; go, humble thyself, and make sure thy friend.
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6 - 4Ny cur cadley da dty hooillyn, ny saveenagh da ferrooghyn dty hooill.Give not sleep to thine eyes, nor slumber to thine eyelids.
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6 - 5Jean oo hene y livrey, myr y feeaih veih laue y chelgeyr, as myr ushag ass laue y ribbeyder.Deliver thyself as a roe from the hand of the hunter, and as a bird from the hand of the fowler.
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6 - 6Immee gys y sniengan, uss chadlag, smoo nee er ny raaidyn ecksh, as gow keeayl.Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise:
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6 - 7Ish, ta fegooish leeideilagh, oaseir, ny fir-reill,Which having no guide, overseer, or ruler,
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6 - 8Ta cosney e bee 'sy tourey, as dy haglym e beaghey 'syn ouyr.Provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
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6 - 9Caid nee oo cadley, O chadleyder, cuin irrys, oo ass dty chadley?How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
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6 - 10Foast tammylt beg dy chadley, tammylt son saveenys, tammylt son filley ny laueyn dy chadley.Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
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6 - 11Myr shen hig dty voghtynid ort, myr troailtagh, as dt'eme myr dooinney-caggee.So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
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6 - 12Ta'n drogh-yantagh, dooinney mee-chrauee, shooyl lesh beeal cluicagh.A naughty person, a wicked man, walketh with a froward mouth.
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6 - 13T'eh meekey lesh e hooillyn, t'eh loayrt lesh e chassyn, t'eh gynsagh lesh e veir.He winketh with his eyes, he speaketh with his feet, he teacheth with his fingers;
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6 - 14Ta foalsaght ayns e chree, t'eh shegin er olk dy kinjagh, t'eh cur streeu er y hoshiaght.Frowardness is in his heart, he deviseth mischief continually; he soweth discord.
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6 - 15Shen-y-fa hig e heaghyn er doaltattym: 'sy tullogh bee eh brisht fegooish couyr.Therefore shall his calamity come suddenly; suddenly shall he be broken without remedy.
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6 - 16Ny shey reddyn shoh ta'n Chiarn feohdaghey, as ta eer yn chiaghtoo dwoaiagh da.These six things doth the Lord hate: yea, seven are an abomination unto him:
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6 - 17Shilley moyrnagh, chengey vreagagh, as laueyn ta deayrtey yn uill neu-chyndagh.A proud look, a lying tongue, and hands that shed innocent blood,
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6 - 18Cree ta geiyrt er drogh smooinaghtyn, cassyn ta bieau ayns roie gys olk.An heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief,
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6 - 19Feanish foalsey ta ginsh breagyn, as eshyn ta doostey anvea eddyr braaraghyn.A false witness that speaketh lies, and he that soweth discord among brethren.
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6 - 20My vac, freill sarey dt'ayrey, as ny treig leigh dty vayrey.My son, keep thy father's commandment, and forsake not the law of thy mother:
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6 - 21Kiangle ad kinjagh er dty chree, as sniem ad mysh dty wannal.Bind them continually upon thine heart, and tie them about thy neck.
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6 - 22Tra t'ou shooyl, bee eh dty leeideilagh, tra t'ou dty chadley, nee eh dty choadey; as tra t'ou doostey, loayree eh rhyt.When thou goest, it shall lead thee; when thou sleepest, it shall keep thee; and when thou awakest, it shall talk with thee.
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6 - 23Son ta'n anney myr cainle, as ta'n leigh soilshey; as smaght lesh ynsagh, te raad y vea.For the commandment is a lamp; and the law is light; and reproofs of instruction are the way of life:
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6 - 24Dy reayll oo veih drogh-ven, veih chengey brynneragh yn oainjyr.To keep thee from the evil woman, from the flattery of the tongue of a strange woman.
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6 - 25Ny lhig da dty chree ve soit er yn aalid eck, as ny lhig j'ee oo y chleayney lesh ferrooghyn e sooill.Lust not after her beauty in thine heart; neither let her take thee with her eyelids.
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6 - 26Son liorish drogh-ven ta dooinney tayrnit sheese gys boghtynid: as nee ben adultrinagh shelg son y vioys mooar-leagh.For by means of a whorish woman a man is brought to a piece of bread: and the adulteress will hunt for the precious life.
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6 - 27Vod dooinney aile y ghoaill ayns e oghrish, as gyn e eaddagh ve losht?Can a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not be burned?
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6 - 28Vod peccagh shooyl er smarageyn jiarg, as gyn e chassyn ve losht?Can one go upon hot coals, and his feet not be burned?
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6 - 29Myr shen eshyn ta jannoo peccah rish ben e naboo: quoi-erbee vennys r'ee cha bee eh gyn-loght.So he that goeth in to his neighbour's wife; whosoever toucheth her shall not be innocent.
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6 - 30Cha vel deiney jeeaghyn er loght y vaarliagh dy ve wheesh, my t'eh geid dy yannoo magh e egin, tra t'eh goll neeu.Men do not despise a thief, if he steal to satisfy his soul when he is hungry;
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6 - 31Agh my ta briaght cheet er, nee eh lhiasaghey shiaght filley: ver eh ooilley cooid e hie.But if he be found, he shall restore sevenfold; he shall give all the substance of his house.
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6 - 32Agh quoi-erbee ta brishey poosey, t'eh laccal tushtey: eshyn ta dy yannoo eh, t'eh stroie yn annym echey hene.But whoso committeth adultery with a woman lacketh understanding: he that doeth it destroyeth his own soul.
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6 - 33Lhott as scammylt nee eh geddyn: as cha bee yn oltooan echey dy leah er ny yarrood.A wound and dishonour shall he get; and his reproach shall not be wiped away.
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6 - 34Son ta eadolys eulys y dooinney: shen-y-fa cha bee eh myghinagh ayns laa yn chooilleen.For jealousy is the rage of a man: therefore he will not spare in the day of vengeance.
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6 - 35Cha der eh geill da lhiasaghey erbee: chamoo vees eh meenit, ga dy jebbagh oo ymmodee giootyn.He will not regard any ransom; neither will he rest content, though thou givest many gifts.
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