Of three things my heart hath been afraid, and at the fourth my face hath trembled: 6The accusation of a city, and the gathering together of the people: 7And a false calumny, all are more grievous than death. 8A jealous woman is the grief and mourning of the heart. 9With a jealous woman is a scourge of the tongue which communicateth with all. 10As a yoke of oxen that is moved to and fro, so also is a wicked woman: he that hath hold of her, is as he that taketh hold of a scorpion. 11A drunken woman is a great wrath: and her reproach and shame shall not be hid. 12The fornication of a woman shall be known by the haughtiness of her eyes and by her eyelids.