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Wisdom crieth aloud in the street; She uttereth her voice in the broad places;

She crieth in the chief place of concourse; At the entrance of the gates, In the city, she uttereth her words:

To deliver thee from the strange woman, Even from the foreigner that flattereth with her words;

None that go unto her return again, Neither do they attain unto the paths of life:

She is a tree of life to them that lay hold upon her: And happy is every one that retaineth her.

Exalt her, and she will promote thee; She will bring thee to honor, when thou dost embrace her.

Hear, O my son, and receive my sayings; And the years of thy life shall be many.

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

So that she findeth not the level path of life: Her ways are unstable, and'she knoweth it not.

Remove thy way far from her, And come not nigh the door of her house;

As a loving hind and a pleasant doe, Let her breasts satisfy thee at all times; And be thou ravished always with her love.

Provideth her bread in the summer, And gathereth her food in the harvest.

So he that goeth in to his neighbor's wife; Whosoever toucheth her shall not be unpunished.

That they may keep thee from the strange woman, From the foreigner that flattereth with her words.

Passing through the street near her corner; And he went the way to her house,

With her much fair speech she causeth him to yield; With the flattering of her lips she forceth him along.

He goeth after her straightway, As an ox goeth to the slaughter, Or as one in fetters to the correction of the fool;

Let not thy heart decline to her ways; Go not astray in her paths.

For she hath cast down many wounded: Yea, all her slain are a mighty host.

Doth not wisdom cry, And understanding put forth her voice?

Hear, for I will speak excellent things; And the opening of my lips shall be right things.

Wisdom hath builded her house; She hath hewn out her seven pillars:

She hath killed her beasts; She hath mingled her wine; She hath also furnished her table:

She hath sent forth her maidens; She crieth upon the highest places of the city:

And she sitteth at the door of her house, On a seat in the high places of the city,

But he knoweth not that the dead are there; That her guests are in the depths of Sheol.

Let a bear robbed of her whelps meet a man, Rather than a fool in his folly.

Cease, my son, to hear instruction Only to err from the words of knowledge.

Incline thine ear, and hear the words of the wise, And apply thy heart unto my knowledge.

Hear thou, my son, and be wise, And guide thy heart in the way.

As the sparrow in her wandering, as the swallow in her flying, So the curse that is causeless alighteth not.

He that would restrain her restraineth the wind; And his right hand encountereth oil.

So is the way of an adulterous woman; She eateth, and wipeth her mouth, And saith, I have done no wickedness.

For an odious woman when she is married; And a handmaid that is heir to her mistress.

She seeketh wool and flax, And worketh willingly with her hands.

She perceiveth that her merchandise is profitable: Her lamp goeth not out by night.

She maketh for herself carpets of tapestry; Her clothing is fine linen and purple.