3 For, with sweet droppings, drip the lips of her that is a stranger, and, smoother than oil, is her mouth;
4 But, the latter end of her, is bitter as wormwood, sharp, as a two-edged sword!
5 Her feet, are going down to death,on hades, will her steps take firm hold.
6 Lest, the path of life, she should ponder, her tracks have wandered she knoweth not .
7 Now, therefore, ye sons, hearken unto me, and do not turn away from the sayings of my mouth.
8 Keep far from her thy way, and do not go near the opening of her house:
9 Lest thou give, to other men, thy vigour, and thy years, to him that is cruel: