Coverdale
(i)
19 My sonne, ue eare & be wyse, so shal thine hert prospere in the waye.
20 Kepe no company wt wyne bebbers and ryotous eaters of flesh:
21 for soch as be dronckardes and ryotous, shal come to pouerte, & he that is geuen to moch slepe, shal go wt a ragged cote.