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My sonne, hearken vnto my wisedome, & incline thine eare vnto my knowledge.
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That thou maiest regarde counsell, and thy lippes obserue knowledge.
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For the lippes of a strange woman drop as an honie combe, and her mouth is more soft then oyle.
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But the end of her is bitter as wormewood, and sharpe as a two edged sworde.
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Her feete goe downe to death, and her steps take holde on hell.
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She weigheth not the way of life: her paths are moueable: thou canst not knowe them.
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Heare yee me nowe therefore, O children, and depart not from the wordes of my mouth.
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Keepe thy way farre from her, and come not neere the doore of her house,
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Least thou giue thine honor vnto others, and thy yeeres to the cruell:
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Least the stranger should be silled with thy strength, and thy labours bee in the house of a stranger,
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And thou mourne at thine end, (when thou hast consumed thy flesh and thy bodie)
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And say, How haue I hated instruction, and mine heart despised correction!
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And haue not obeied the voyce of them that taught mee, nor enclined mine eare to them that instructed me!
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I was almost brought into all euil in ye mids of the Congregation and assemblie.
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Drinke the water of thy cisterne, and of the riuers out of the middes of thine owne well.
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Let thy fountaines flow foorth, and the riuers of waters in the streetes.
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But let them bee thine, euen thine onely, and not the strangers with thee.
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Let thy fountaine be blessed, and reioyce with the wife of thy youth.
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Let her be as the louing hinde and pleasant roe: let her brests satisfie thee at all times, and delite in her loue continually.
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For why shouldest thou delite, my sonne, in a strange woman, or embrace the bosome of a stranger?
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For the waies of man are before the eyes of the Lord, and he pondereth all his pathes.
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His owne iniquities shall take the wicked himselfe, and he shall be holden with the cordes of his owne sinne.
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Hee shall die for faute of instruction, and shall goe astraie through his great follie.