2That thou mayest preserve discretion, and that thy lips may keep knowledge.
3For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, and her mouth is smoother than oil;
4But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword.
5Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on the nether-world;
6Lest she should walk the even path of life, her ways wander, but she knoweth it not.
7Now therefore, O ye children, hearken unto me, and depart not from the words of my mouth.
8Remove thy way far from her, and come not nigh the door of her house;
9Lest thou give thy vigour unto others, and thy years unto the cruel;
10Lest strangers be filled with thy strength, and thy labours be in the house of an alien;
11And thou moan, when thine end cometh, when thy flesh and thy body are consumed,