Let water from your store and not that of others be your drink, and running water from your fountain.
Let not your springs be flowing in the streets, or your streams of water in the open places.
Let them be for yourself only, not for other men with you.
Let blessing be on your fountain; have joy in the wife of your early years.
As a loving hind and a gentle doe, let her breasts ever give you rapture; let your passion at all times be moved by her love.
Why let yourself, my son, go out of the way with a strange woman, and take another woman in your arms?