Happy the one who is intent on wisdom and who can reply to those who question him; who makes his own ways of wisdom and meditates on her secrets; who pursues her like a hunter, lies in wait by her paths, peeps in her windows and listen at her doors; he sets up camp near her house, fixing his stakes in her walls.

He places his tent in the hands of wisdom; he stays in a happy lodging. He places his sons beneath her protection and finds shelter beneath her branches. He is shaded by her from the heat and makes his camp in her glory.