||In his life, he saw him and rejoiced in him. And at his passing, he was not sorrowful, nor was he confounded in the sight of his enemies.
||For he left behind himself a defender of his house against his enemies, and someone who will repay his friends with kindness.
||For the sake of the souls of his sons, he will bind up his wounds, and at every voice, his gut will be stirred up.
||An untamed horse becomes stubborn, and a child left to himself becomes headstrong.
||Coddle a son, and he will make you afraid. Play with him, and he will make you sorrowful.