Whiston(i)
17 And he thought within himself, saying, What shall I do,because I have no room where to bestow my fruits?
18 And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my barns, and make them greater;and there will I collect all my fruits.
19 And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods; Be merry.
20 But God said unto him, Thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee: [then] whose shall those things be which thou hast provided;