1 My son! to my wisdom give attention, To mine understanding incline thine ear,

2 To observe thoughtfulness, And knowledge do thy lips keep.

3 For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And smoother than oil is her mouth,

4 And her latter end is bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a sword with mouths.

5 Her feet are going down to death, Sheol do her steps take hold of.

Proverbs 5:1-5, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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