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My sonne, attend vnto my wisedome, and bowe thine eare to my vnderstanding.
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That thou mayest regard discretion, and that thy lips may keepe knowledge.
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For the lips of a strange woman drop as an hony combe, and her mouth is smoother then oyle.
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But her end is bitter as wormewood, sharpe as a two edged sword.
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Her feete goe downe to death: her steps take hold on hell.
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Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life, her wayes are moueable, that thou canst not know them.
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Heare me now therefore, O yee children: & depart not from the words of my mouth.
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Remoue thy way farre from her, and come not nie the doore of her house:
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Lest thou giue thine honour vnto others, and thy yeeres vnto the cruell:
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Lest strangers be filled with thy wealth, and thy labors be in the house of a stranger,
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And thou mourne at the last, when thy flesh and thy body are consumed,
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And say, How haue I hated instruction, and my heart despised reproofe?
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And haue not obeyed the voyce of my teachers, nor inclined mine eare to them that instructed me?
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I was almost in all euill, in the midst of the congregation & assembly.
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Drinke waters out of thine owne cisterne, and running waters out of thine owne well.
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Let thy fountaines bee dispersed abroad, and riuers of waters in the streets.
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Let them be onely thine owne, and not 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 bee as the louing Hinde and pleasant Roe, let her breasts satisfie thee at all times, and be thou rauisht alwayes with her loue.
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And why wilt thou, my sonne, be rauisht with a strange woman, and imbrace the bosome of a stranger?
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For the wayes of man are before the eyes of the Lord, and he pondereth all his goings.
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His owne iniquities shall take the wicked himselfe, and he shall be holden with the coards of his sinnes.
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He shall die without instruction, and in the greatnesse of his folly he shal goe astray.