The north wind brings forth rain, and a gossiping tongue brings forth an angry look.

Like snow in summer or rain in harvest, so honor is not fitting for a fool.

A poor person who oppresses the weak is like a driving rain without food.

Like cloudy skies and wind that produce no rain, so is the one who boasts of a gift not given.

In the light of the king’s face there is life, and his favor is like the clouds of the spring rain.

A continual dripping on a rainy day and a contentious wife are alike.

A foolish child is the ruin of his father, and a contentious wife is like a constant dripping.

By his knowledge the primordial sea was broken open, and the clouds drip down dew.