The poor man is hated even by his own neighbor,
But the rich has many friends.
A perverse man sows strife,
And a whisperer separates the
best of friends.
He who covers a transgression
But he wo repeats a matter
A man who has friends must
himself be friendly,
But there is a friend who sticks
closer than a brother.
A friend loves at all time,
And a brother is born for adversity
Wealth makes many friends,
But the poor is separated from
A man devoid of understanding
shakes hands in a pledge,
And becomes surety for his friend.
All the brothers of the poor hate him;
And much more do his friends go far from him!
He may pursue them with words,
yet they abandon him.
Many entreat the favor of the
And every man is a friend to
one who gives gifts
My son, if you become surety for your
If you have shaken hands in pledge for
You are snared by the words of your
So do this, my son, and deliver yourself;
For you have come into the hand of your
Go and humble yourself;
Plead with your friend.
Give no sleep to your eyes,
Nor slumber to your eyelids.
Deliver yourself like a gazelle
from the hand of the hunter,
And like a bird from the hand of the fowler.