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For me, then, mirth! No higher blessing could man attain, here under the sun, than to eat and drink and make merry; nothing else had he to show for all those labours of his, for all that life-time God has given him, here under the sun. (Ecclesiastes 8, 15)
Nay, I understood too well that God’s dealings with man, here under the sun, are past all accounting for; the more a man labours to read that riddle, the less he finds out, and he least of all, that boasts himself wise in the reading of it. (Ecclesiastes 8, 17)
Of all that goes amiss, here under the sun, nothing does more hurt than this equality of fortunes; what wonder if men’s hearts, while yet they live, are full of malice and defiance? And so they journey on to the grave. (Ecclesiastes 9, 3)
no love, no hatred, no envy can they feel; they have said good-bye to this world, and to all its busy doings, here under the sun. (Ecclesiastes 9, 6)
live at ease with the wife that is thy heart’s love, long as this uncertain life is granted thee; fugitive days, here beneath the sun. Live thou and labour thou under the sun as thou wilt, this thy portion shall be, and nothing more. (Ecclesiastes 9, 9)
Then my thought took a fresh turn; man’s art does not avail, here beneath the sun, to win the race for the swift, or the battle for the strong, a livelihood for wisdom, riches for great learning, or for the craftsman thanks; chance and the moment rule all. (Ecclesiastes 9, 11)
This is a source of trouble I have marked, here under the sun; the causeless whim of tyrants. (Ecclesiastes 10, 5)
Ay, it is good to look upon, the light of day; never was eye yet but loved to see the sun. (Ecclesiastes 11, 7)
Not yet the obscuration of sun and moon and starlight; and the clouds that still gather when the rainy season is done. (Ecclesiastes 12, 2)
Take no note of this Ethiop colour; it was the sun tanned me, when my own brothers, that had a grudge against me, set me a-watching in the vineyards. I have a vineyard of my own that I have watched but ill. (Song of Solomon 1, 5)
Who is this, whose coming shews like the dawn of day? No moon so fair, no sun so majestic, no embattled array so awes men’s hearts. (Song of Solomon 6, 9)
Quench that spark, and our body is turned to ashes; like a spent sigh, our breath is wasted on the air; like the cloud-wrack our life passes away, unsubstantial as the mist yonder sun disperses with its ray, bears down with its heat. (Wisdom of Solomon 2, 3)
