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- The woman of folly is boisterous, She is naive and knows nothing.
- She sits at the doorway of her house, On a seat by the high places of the city,
- Calling to those who pass by, Who are making their paths straight:
- "Whoever is naive, let him turn in here," And to him who lacks understanding she says,
- "Stolen water is sweet; And bread eaten in secret is pleasant."
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