1Mi sone, perseyue thou my wisdom, and bowe doun thin eere to my prudence; that thou kepe thi thouytis, 2and thi lippis kepe teching. Yyue thou not tent to the falsnesse of a womman; 3for the lippis of an hoore ben an hony coomb droppinge, and hir throte is clerere than oile; 4but the last thingis ben bittir as wormod, and hir tunge is scharp as a swerd keruynge on ech side. 5Hir feet gon doun in to deeth; and hir steppis persen to hellis. 6Tho goon not bi the path of lijf; hir steppis ben vncerteyn, and moun not be souyt out. 7Now therfor, my sone, here thou me, and go not awei fro the wordis of my mouth. 8Make fer thi weie fro hir, and neiye thou not to the doris of hir hous. 9Yyue thou not thin onour to aliens, and thi yeeris to the cruel; 10lest perauenture straungeris be fillid with thi strengthis, and lest thi trauels be in an alien hous; 11and thou biweile in the laste daies, whanne thou hast wastid thi fleschis, and thi bodi; and thou seie, 12Whi wlatide Y teching, and myn herte assentide not to blamyngis; 13nether Y herde the voys of men techinge me, and Y bowide not doun myn eere to maistris? 14Almest Y was in al yuel, in the myddis of the chirche, and of the synagoge. 15Drinke thou watir of thi cisterne, and the floodis of thi pit. 16Thi wellis be stremed forth; and departe thi watris in stretis. 17Haue thou aloone `tho watris; and aliens be not thi parceneris. 18Thi veyne be blessid; and be thou glad with the womman of thi yong wexynge age. 19An hynde moost dereworthe; and an hert calf moost acceptable. Hir teetis fille thee in al tyme; and delite thou contynueli in the loue of hir. 20Mi sone, whi art thou disseyued of an alien womman; and art fostrid in the bosum of an othere? 21The Lord seeth the weie of a man; and biholdith alle hise steppis. 22The wickidnessis of a wyckid man taken hym; and he is boundun with the roopis of hise synnes. 23He schal die, for he hadde not lernyng; and he schal be disseyued in the mychilnesse of his fooli.