فَمَدَحْتُ الْفَرَحَ، لأَنَّهُ لَيْسَ لِلإِنْسَانِ خَيْرٌ تَحْتَ الشَّمْسِ، إِلاَّ أَنْ يَأْكُلَ وَيَشْرَبَ وَيَفْرَحَ، وَهذَا يَبْقَى لَهُ فِي تَعَبِهِ مُدَّةَ أَيَّامِ حَيَاتِهِ الَّتِي يُعْطِيهِ اللهُ إِيَّاهَا تَحْتَ الشَّمْسِ.
Then I commended mirth, because a man hath no better thing under the sun, than to eat, and to drink, and to be merry: for that shall abide with him of his labour the days of his life, which God giveth him under the sun.