Proverbs 5:3-13 For the lyppes of an harlot are a droppyng hony combe and her throte is more glisterynge them oyle.

Great⁽ⁱ⁾ ³ For the lyppes of an harlot are a droppyng hony combe and her throte is more glisterynge them oyle. ⁴ But at the last she is as bytter as wormwod, and as sharpe as a two edged swerde. ⁵ Her fete go downe vnto death and her steppes pearse thorowe vnto hell. ⁶ Parchaunse thou dwellynge with her wylt ponder the path of lyfe? so vnstedfast are her wayes, that thou canst not knowe them. ⁷ Heare me nowe therfore (O my sonnes) & departe not from the wordes of my mouth. ⁸ Kepe thy waye farre from her, and come not nye the dores of her house. ⁹ That thou geue not thy strength vnto other, & thy yeares to the cruell. ¹⁰ That other men be not fylled with thy goodes, and that thy laboures come not in a straunge house. ¹¹ Yee that thou mourne not at the last (when thou hast spent thy body and lusty greane youth) ¹² and then saye: Alas, why hated I nourtoure: why did my herte despise correccion? ¹³ Wherfore was not I obedient vnto the voyce of my teachers, and herkened not vnto them that infourmed me?