5:3For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her mouth is smoother than oil:

5:4But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a twoedged sword.

5:5Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell.

5:6Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life, her ways are moveable, that thou canst not know them.

5:7Hear me now therefore, O ye children, and depart not from the words of my mouth.

5:8Remove thy way far from her, and come not nigh the door of her house:

5:9Lest thou give thine honour unto others, and thy years unto the cruel:

5:10Lest strangers be filled with thy wealth; and thy labours be in the house of a stranger;

5:11And thou mourn at the last, when thy flesh and thy body are consumed,