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3 for honey drops from the lips of a harlot, who for a season pleases your palate;
4 but afterwards you will find her more bitter than gall, and sharper than a two-edged sword.
5 For the feet of folly lead those who deal with her down to the grave with death, and her steps are not established.
6 For she goes not upon the paths of life; but her ways are slippery, and not easily known.
7 Now then my son, hear me, and make not my words of no effect.
8 Remove your way far from her; draw not near to the doors of her house:
9 lest you give away your life to others, and your substance to the merciless;
10 lest strangers be filled with your strength, and your labors come into the houses of strangers;
11 And you repent at last, when the flesh of your body is consumed,
12 and you shall say, How have I hated instruction, and my heart avoided reproofs!
13 I heard not the voice of him that instructed me, and taught me, neither did I incline my ear.