Coverdale(i)
7 Heare me therfore (o my sonne) and departe not fro the wordes of my mouth.
8 Kepe thy waye farre from her, and come not nye ye dores of hir house.
9 That thou geue not thine honor vnto another, and thy yeares to the cruell.
10 That other men be not fylled with thy goodes, & that thy labours come not in a straunge house.
11 Yee that thou mourne not at the last (when thou hast spent thy body and goodes)
12 and then saye: Alas, why hated I nurtoure? why dyd my hert despyse correccion?
13 Wherfore was not I obedient vnto the voyce of my teachers, & herkened not vnto them that infourmed me?
14 I am come almost in to all mysfortune, in the myddest of the multitude and congregacion.