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Say thou to wisdom, Thou art my sister; and call thou prudence thy love (and call thou understanding, thy friend).
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That it keep thee from a strange woman; and from an alien woman, that maketh her words sweet. (So that they keep thee safe from a strange woman; yea, from an unknown woman, who maketh her words sweet.)
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(For she saith,) For why from the window of mine house, by the lattice, I beheld;
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and I see little children, that is, fools that have little wit. I behold a young man coward, (and I see fools, who have little intelligence. I behold a cowardly young man,)
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that passeth by the streets, beside the corner (who passeth along the street, beside the corner); and he goeth nigh the way of her house,