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) —