⁵ Fools fold their hands^(B)
    and ruin themselves.
⁶ Better one handful with tranquillity
    than two handfuls with toil^(C)
    and chasing after the wind.

⁸ There was a man all alone;
    he had neither son nor brother.
There was no end to his toil,
    yet his eyes were not content^(D) with his wealth.
“For whom am I toiling,” he asked,
    “and why am I depriving myself of enjoyment?”
This too is meaningless—
    a miserable business!