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7:1 My son, keep my sayings, and let my rules be stored up with you. 7:2 Keep my rules and you will have life; let my teaching be to you as the light of your eyes; 7:3 Let them be fixed to your fingers, and recorded in your heart. 7:4 Say to wisdom, You are my sister; let knowledge be named your special friend: 7:5 So that they may keep you from the strange woman, even from her whose words are smooth. 7:6 Looking out from my house, and watching through the window, 7:7 I saw among the young men one without sense, 7:8 Walking in the street near the turn of her road, going on the way to her house, 7:9 At nightfall, in the evening of the day, in the black dark of the night. 7:10 And the woman came out to him, in the dress of a loose woman, with a designing heart; 7:11 She is full of noise and uncontrolled; her feet keep not in her house. 7:12 Now she is in the street, now in the open spaces, waiting at every turning of the road. 7:13 So she took him by his hand, kissing him, and without a sign of shame she said to him: 7:14 I have a feast of peace-offerings, for today my oaths have been effected. 7:15 So I came out in the hope of meeting you, looking for you with care, and now I have you. 7:16 My bed is covered with cushions of needlework, with coloured cloths of the cotton thread of Egypt; 7:17 I have made my bed sweet with perfumes and spices. 7:18 Come, let us take our pleasure in love till the morning, having joy in love's delights. 7:19 For the master of the house is away on a long journey: 7:20 He has taken a bag of money with him; he is coming back at the full moon. 7:21 With her fair words she overcame him, forcing him with her smooth lips. 7:22 The simple man goes after her, like an ox going to its death, like a roe pulled by a cord; 7:23 Like a bird falling into a net; with no thought that his life is in danger, till an arrow goes into his side. 7:24 So now, my sons, give ear to me; give attention to the sayings of my mouth; 7:25 Let not your heart be turned to her ways, do not go wandering in her footsteps. 7:26 For those wounded and made low by her are great in number; and all those who have come to their death through her are a great army. 7:27 Her house is the way to the underworld, going down to the rooms of death.