3Bind them on thy fingers, Write them on the tablet of thy heart.
4Say to wisdom, 'My sister Thou art.' And cry to understanding, 'Kinswoman!'
5To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
6For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
7And I do see among the simple ones, I discern among the sons, A young man lacking understanding,
8Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way to her house he doth step,
9In the twilight — in the evening of day, In the darkness of night and blackness.
10And, lo, a woman to meet him — (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
11Noisy she is, and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
12Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) —
13And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,
14'Sacrifices of peace-offerings are by me, To-day I have completed my vows.
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Proverbs 7
Proverbs 7:3-14