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Everything is wearisome beyond description. No matter how much we see, we are never satisfied. No matter how much we hear, we are not content.

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All things are wearisome,
    more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing,(A)
    nor the ear its fill of hearing.

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14 I observed everything going on under the sun, and really, it is all meaningless—like chasing the wind.

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14 I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.(A)

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