1. My son, attend to my wisdom, and incline thy ear to my prudence.
2. That thou mayst keep thoughts, and thy lips may preserve instruction. Mind not the deceit of a woman.
3. For the lips of a harlot are like a honeycomb dropping, and her throat is smoother than oil.
4. But her end is bitter as wormwood, and sharp as a two-edged sword.
5. Her feet go down into death, and her steps go in as far as hell.
6. They walk not by the path of life, her steps are wandering, and unaccountable.
7. Now therefore, my son, hear me, and depart not from the words of my mouth.