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- At the window of my house I looked out through the lattice.
- I saw among the simple, I noticed among the young men, a youth who lacked judgment.
- He was going down the street near her corner, walking along in the direction of her house
- at twilight, as the day was fading, as the dark of night set in.
- Then out came a woman to meet him, dressed like a prostitute and with crafty intent.
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- (She is loud and defiant, her feet never stay at home;
- now in the street, now in the squares, at every corner she lurks.)
- She took hold of him and kissed him and with a brazen face she said:
- "I have fellowship offerings at home; today I fulfilled my vows.
- So I came out to meet you; I looked for you and have found you!
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- I have covered my bed with colored linens from Egypt.
- I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.
- Come, let's drink deep of love till morning; let's enjoy ourselves with love!
- My husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey.
- He took his purse filled with money and will not be home till full moon."
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- With persuasive words she led him astray; she seduced him with her smooth talk.
- All at once he followed her like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer stepping into a noose
- till an arrow pierces his liver, like a bird darting into a snare, little knowing it will cost him his life.
- Now then, my sons, listen to me; pay attention to what I say.
- Do not let your heart turn to her ways or stray into her paths.
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- Many are the victims she has brought down; her slain are a mighty throng.
- Her house is a highway to the grave, leading down to the chambers of death.
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