For the lips of an a1adulteress2driphoney And 3smootherthanoil is her bspeech ;
But in the end she is 4bitter as wormwood, 5Sharp as a two-edgedsword.
Her feet6godown to death, Her stepstakehold of Sheol.
6cShe does not ponder the 7path of life ; Her ways are 8unstable, she 9does not know it.
710Now then, my sons, listen to me And 11do not depart from the words of my mouth.
812Keep your wayfar from her And do not gonear the 13door of her house,
9Or you will give your vigor to others And your years to the cruelone ;
And strangers will be filled with your strength And your hard-earnedgoods will go to the house of an alien ;
And you groan at your dfinalend, When your flesh and your body are consumed ;