6For I look out of the window of my house through the lattice,
7And I see little ones, I behold a foolish young man,
8Who passeth through the street by the corner, and goeth nigh the way of her house.
9In the dark, when it grows late, in the darkness and obscurity of the night,
10And behold a woman meeteth him in harlot’s attire prepared to deceive souls; talkative and wandering,