21 She cries out in the¹ chief concourses,
At the openings of the gates in the city
She speaks her words: ‡

22 “How long, you¹ simple ones, will you love simplicity?
For scorners delight in their scorning,
And fools hate knowledge. ‡

25 Because you ^adisdained all my counsel,
And would have none of my rebuke, ‡

26 ^aI also will laugh at your calamity;
I will mock when your terror comes, ‡