2That thou maiest regarde counsell, and thy lippes obserue knowledge.
3For the lippes of a strange woman drop as an honie combe, and her mouth is more soft then oyle.
4But the end of her is bitter as wormewood, and sharpe as a two edged sworde.
5Her feete goe downe to death, and her steps take holde on hell.
6She weigheth not the way of life: her paths are moueable: thou canst not knowe them.
7Heare yee me nowe therefore, O children, and depart not from the wordes of my mouth.
8Keepe thy way farre from her, and come not neere the doore of her house,