Proverbs 5:3-8 For the lippes of an harlot are a droppinge hony combe, and hir throte is softer then oyle.

Coverdale⁽ⁱ⁾ ³ For the lippes of an harlot are a droppinge hony combe, and hir throte is softer then oyle. ⁴ But at ye last she is as bitter as wormwod, and as sharpe as a two edged swerde. ⁵ Hir fete go downe vnto death, and hir steppes pearse thorow vnto hell. ⁶ She regardeth not the path of life, so vnstedfast are hir wayes, that thou canst not knowe them. 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.