He winketh with his eyes, he speaketh with his feet, he teacheth with his fingers;
Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life, her ways are moveable, that thou canst not know them.
He that winketh with the eye causeth sorrow: but a prating fool shall fall.
Why doth thine heart carry thee away? and what do thy eyes wink at,
Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.