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Глава 7

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  • 1. My sonne kepe my words, and lay vp my commaundements by thee.
  • 2. Kepe my commaundementes & my lawe, euen as the apple of thyne eye, and thou shalt liue.
  • 3. Binde them vpon thy fingers, and wryte them in the table of thyne heart.
  • 4. Say vnto wysdome, thou art my sister: and call vnderstanding thy kinsewoman:
  • 5. That they may kepe thee from the straunge woman, and from the forraine woman which geueth sweete wordes.
  • 6. For at the windowe of my house I loked through the windowe,
  • 7. And behelde among the simple people and among the chyldren a young man voyde of wyt,
  • 8. Goyng ouer the streate by the corner in the way towarde her house
  • 9. In the twylight of the euening, when it began nowe to be night and darke:
  • 10. And behold there met hym a woman with open tokens of an harlot, onlye her heart was hid:
  • 11. She was full of loude wordes and redye to dallie, whose feete coulde not abide in the house:
  • 12. Nowe is she without, nowe in the streates, and lyeth in wayte at euery corner.
  • 13. She caught hym and kissed him, and was not ashamed, saying:
  • 14. I had a vowe of peace offeringes to pay, and this day I perfourme it:
  • 15. Therefore came I foorth to meete thee, that I might seeke thy face, and so haue I founde thee.
  • 16. I haue deckt my bed with coueringes of tapessarie, and clothes of Egypt.
  • 17. My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cinamon.
  • 18. Come let vs take our fill of loue vntyll the morning, and let vs solace our selues with the pleasures of loue.
  • 19. For the good man is not at home, he is gone farre of.
  • 20. He hath taken the bagge of money with hym, and wyll returne at the appointed solempne feast.
  • 21. Thus with many sweete wordes she ouercame him, and with her flattering lippes she entised hym.
  • 22. Sodainly he folowed her, as it were an oxe led to the slaughter, and lyke as it were a foole [that laugheth] when he goeth to the stockes to be punished,
  • 23. So long tyll she had wounded his lyuer with her dart: lyke as if a byrde hasted to the snare, not knowing that the perill of his life lieth thervpon.
  • 24. Heare me now therfore O my chylde, and marke the wordes of my mouth:
  • 25. Let not thyne heart wander in her wayes, and be not thou deceaued in her pathes.
  • 26. For many one hath she wounded and cast downe, yea many a strong man hath ben slaine by the meanes of her.
  • 27. Her house is the way vnto hell, and bryng men downe into the chaumbers of death.
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