y son, keep my words, and lay up my commandments with thee.
. .2 Keep my commandments, and live, and my teaching as the apple of thine eye.
. .3 Bind them upon thy fingers, write them upon the tablet of thine heart.
. .4 Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister; and call understanding thy kinsman:
. .5 That they may keep thee from the adulteress, from the stranger which flattereth with her words.
. .6 For at the window of my house I looked through my lattice,
. .7 And beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, a young man void of understanding,
. .8 Passing through the street near her corner; and he went the way to her house,
. .9 In the twilight, in the evening, in the middle of the dark night:
. .10 And, behold, there met him a woman with the attire of an harlot, and subtile of heart.
. .11 (She is loud and rebellious; her feet abide not in her house:
. .12 Now is she in the streets, now in the market, and lieth in wait at every corner.)
. .13 So she caught him, and kissed him, and with an impudent face said unto him,
. .14 I have peace offerings with me; this day have I paid my vows.
. .15 Therefore came I forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
. .16 I have decked my bed with coverings, with coloured linen of Egypt.
. .17 I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
. .18 Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us delight ourselves with loves.
. .19 For the goodman is not at home, he is gone on a long journey:
. .20 He hath taken a bag of money with him, and will come home at the full moon.
. .21 With her many persuasions she caused him to yield, with the flattering of her lips she forced him.
. .22 He goeth after her straightway, as an ox goeth to the slaughter, or as a fool to the discipline of the stocks;
. .23 Till an arrow strike through his liver; as a bird hasteth to the snare, and knoweth not that it is at the cost of his life.
. .24 Hearken unto me now therefore, O ye sons, and attend to the words of my mouth.
. .25 Let not thine heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths.
. .26 For she hath cast down many wounded: yea, a mighty host have been slain by her.
. .27 Her house is the way to the grave, going down to the chambers of death.