EJ2000(i)
21 She cries in the chief place of concourse, in the entrance to the gates of the city she utters her words, saying,
22 How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? and the scorners delight in their scorning, and the fools hate knowledge?
23 Return at my reproof; behold, I will pour out my spirit unto you, I will make known my words unto you.