¹My child, guard my sayings; store my commandments with you. ²Keep my commands and live, and my teaching like the ⌞apple of your eye⌟. ³Bind them on your fingers; write them on the tablet of your heart. ⁴Say to wisdom, “you are my sister,” and you shall call insight, “⌞intimate friend⌟.” ⁵In order to guard yourself from ⌞an adulteress⌟, from the foreigner who ⌞makes her words smooth⌟. ⁶For at the window of my house, through my lattice, I looked down. ⁷And I saw among the simple, I observed among the youth, a young man lacking ⌞sense⌟, ⁸passing on the street ⌞at⌟ her corner, and he takes the road to her house, ⁹at twilight, at the day’s evening, in the midst of night and the darkness. ¹⁰Then behold! A woman comes to meet him with the garment of a prostitute and ⌞a secret heart⌟. ¹¹She is loud and stubborn; her feet do not stay at her house. ¹²Now in the street, now in the square, ⌞at⌟ every corner she lies in wait. ¹³She took hold of him and kissed him. Her face was impudent, and she said to him, ¹⁴“Sacrifices of peace offerings are upon me; ⌞today⌟ I completed my vows. ¹⁵So I have come out to meet you, to seek your face, and I have found you. ¹⁶With coverings I have adorned my couch, spreads of the linen of Egypt; ¹⁷I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. ¹⁸Come, let us take our fill of love making, until the morning let us delight in love. ¹⁹For there is no man in his home; he has gone on a ⌞long journey⌟. ²⁰The bag of money he took in his hand, for on the day of the full moon he will come home.” ²¹She persuades him with the greatness of her teachings; with her smooth lips she compels him. ²²He goes after her suddenly; like an ox to the slaughter he goes, and like a stag to the instruction of a fool, ²³until an arrow pierces his ⌞entrails⌟, like a bird rushing into a snare, but he does not know that ⌞it will cost him his life⌟. ²⁴And now, my children, listen to me, and be attentive to the sayings of my mouth. ²⁵May your heart not turn aside to her ways; do not stray into her path. ²⁶For many slain she has laid low, and countless are all of her killings. ²⁷The ways of Sheol are her house, descending to chambers of death.