Bishops(i)
7 And behelde among the simple people and among the chyldren a young man voyde of wyt
8 Goyng ouer the streate by the corner in the way towarde her hous
9 In the twylight of the euening, when it began nowe to be night and darke
10 And behold there met hym a woman with open tokens of an harlot, onlye her heart was hid
11 She was full of loude wordes and redye to dallie, whose feete coulde not abide in the house
12 Nowe is she without, nowe in the streates, and lyeth in wayte at euery corner
13 She caught hym and kissed him, and was not ashamed, saying
14 I had a vowe of peace offeringes to pay, and this day I perfourme it
15 Therefore came I foorth to meete thee, that I might seeke thy face, and so haue I founde thee
16 I haue deckt my bed with coueringes of tapessarie, and clothes of Egypt
17 My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cinamon
18 Come let vs take our fill of loue vntyll the morning, and let vs solace our selues with the pleasures of loue
19 For the good man is not at home, he is gone farre of
20 He hath taken the bagge of money with hym, and wyll returne at the appointed solempne feast
21 Thus with many sweete wordes she ouercame him, and with her flattering lippes she entised hym
22 Sodainly he folowed her, as it were an oxe led to the slaughter, and lyke as it were a foole [that laugheth] when he goeth to the stockes to be punished
23 So long tyll she had wounded his lyuer with her dart: lyke as if a byrde hasted to the snare, not knowing that the perill of his life lieth thervpon
24 Heare me now therfore O my chylde, and marke the wordes of my mouth