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20 Wisdome cryeth wtout, & putteth forth her voyce in the stretes.
21 She calleth before the congregacyon in the open gates, & sheweth her wordes thorow the citye, saying:
22 O ye children, how longe wyll ye loue childesshnes? how longe wyll the scorners delyte in scorning, & the vnwyse be enemyes vnto knowledge?
23 O turne you vnto my correccion: lo, I wyll expresse my mynde vnto you, & make you vnderstande my wordes.