- The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north; it whirleth about continually, and the wind returneth again according to his circuits.
- All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again.
- All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.
- The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.
- Is there any thing whereof it may be said, See, this is new? it hath been already of old time, which was before us.
- Blowing toward the south, Then turning toward the north, The wind continues swirling along; And on its circular courses the wind returns.
- All the rivers flow into the sea, Yet the sea is not full. To the place where the rivers flow, There they flow again.
- All things are wearisome; Man is not able to tell it. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, Nor is the ear filled with hearing.
- That which has been is that which will be, And that which has been done is that which will be done. So there is nothing new under the sun.
- Is there anything of which one might say, "See this, it is new"? Already it has existed for ages Which were before us.