3 For the lippes of a straunge woman are a dropping hony combe, and her throte is more glistering then oyle:

4 But at the laste she is as bitter as wormewood, and as sharpe as a two edged sworde.

5 Her feete go downe vnto death, and her steppes pearce thorowe vnto hell.

6 Perchaunce thou wylt ponder the path of her lyfe: so vnstedfast are her wayes that thou canst not know them.

7 Heare me nowe therefore O ye chyldren, and depart not from the wordes of my mouth.

8 Kepe thy way farre from her, & come not nigh the doores of her house.

Proverbs 5:3-8, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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