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1 My sonne, geue hede vnto my wysdome, & bowe thine eare vnto my prudece: 2 yt thou mayest regarde good councell, and that thy lippes maye kepe nurtoure. 3 For the lippes of an harlot are a droppinge hony combe, and hir throte is softer then oyle. 4 But at ye last she is as bitter as wormwod, and as sharpe as a two edged swerde. Proverbs 5:1-4, Coverdale Bible of 1535. Public domain.
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