Coverdale(i)
22 Immediatly he foloweth her, as it were an oxeled to the slaughter (and like as it were to the stockes, where fooles are punyshed)
23 so longe till she hath wounded his lyuer with hir darte: like as yf a byrde haisted to the snare, not knowinge that the parell of his life lyeth there vpo.
24 Heare me now therfore (o my sonne) and marcke the wordes of my mouth.
25 Let not thine herte wandre in hir wayes, & be not thou disceaued in hir pathes.
26 For many one hath she wouded and cast downe, yee many a stronge ma hath she slayne.
27 Hir house is the waye vnto hell, where men go downe to the chambers of death.