Beauty Is

Beauty Is....

Wisdom calls aloud outside
She raises her voice in the open squares
She cries out in the chief concourses
At the openings of the gates in the city
She speaks her words:
How long, you simple ones, will you love simplicity
For scorners delight in their scorning, 
And fools hate knowledge.
Turn at my rebuke;
Surely I will pour out my spirit on you
I will make my words known to you 

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