CLV(i)
4 Yet the aftereffect from her is bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a two-edged sword."
5 Her feet are descending to death; To the unseen her steps hold firm.
6 Lest you should ponder the path of life, Her routes rove about, yet you know not where."
7 So now, my sons, hearken to me, And do not withdraw from the sayings of my mouth."
8 Keep your way far from her; Do not go near to the portal of her house,
9 Lest you should give your splendor to others And your years to the cruel one,
10 Lest aliens should surfeit themselves on your vigor And on your grievous labors in the house of a foreigner,
11 And you have anguish in your latter days When your flesh and your brawn are exhausted,