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I am sunburned yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, dark as the tents of Kedar, as the tent curtains of Solomon. (Song of Solomon 1, 5)
Stare not at my dark complexion; it is the sun that has darkened me. My mother's sons were angry with me and made me work in the vineyards; for I had failed to tend my own. (Song of Solomon 1, 6)
By chance we were born; when life is over, it will be as if we never existed. The breath in our nostrils is like a puff of smoke, and thought is no more than a spark resulting from the movement of the heart. (Wisdom of Solomon 2, 2)
At the time of his coming they will shine like sparks that run in the stubble. (Wisdom of Solomon 3, 7)
Like a ship cutting the sea, leaving no trace of its course, and the mark of its keel - not seen in its wake; (Wisdom of Solomon 5, 10)
But knowing that I could only possess Wisdom if she were given me by God - it was a mark of intelligence to know who was the donor - I turned to the Lord and implored him, saying with all my heart: (Wisdom of Solomon 8, 21)
or monsters freshly created, unknown and full of fury, breathing fire or noisily spitting smoke or flashing fearful sparks from their eyes, (Wisdom of Solomon 11, 18)
Take a woodcutter - he fells a tree that is easy to move, expertly strips off all the bark and with the wood makes a utensil needed in daily life; (Wisdom of Solomon 13, 11)
He looks on life as a game and its duration a market full of bargains, for as he says, "a man must make the most of life whether by fair means or foul." (Wisdom of Solomon 15, 12)
The dark places where they sheltered could not protect them from fear, they heard horrific noises and were confronted with ghastly and mournful apparitions. (Wisdom of Solomon 17, 4)
No fire could give them light, while the sparkling radiance of the stars dared not shine on that horrible night. (Wisdom of Solomon 17, 5)
all were bound by the same chain of darkness. Everything held them paralyzed by fear: the sighing of the wind and the tuneful song of the birds in spreading branches, the continuous noise of rushing water (Wisdom of Solomon 17, 18)
