Rotherham(i)
4 But, the latter end of her, is bitter as wormwood, sharp, as a two–edged sword!
5 Her feet, are going down to death,––on hades, will her steps take firm hold.
6 Lest, the path of life, she should ponder, her tracks have wandered she knoweth not [whither].
7 Now, therefore, ye sons, hearken unto me, and do not turn away from the sayings of my mouth.
8 Keep far from her thy way, and do not go near the opening of her house:
9 Lest thou give, to other men, thy vigour, and thy years, to him that is cruel:
10 Lest strange men, be well fed, by thy strength, and, thy toils, be in the house of the alien.
11 So shalt thou grieve in thy latter end, in the failing of thy flesh and of thy healthy condition;
12 And thou shalt say––How I hated correction! and, reproof, my heart disdained;
13 Neither hearkened I to the voice of my teachers, nor, to my instructors, inclined I mine ear:
14 Soon was I in all evil, in the midst of convocation and assembly.