14 And she sitteth at the door of her house, On a seat in the high places of the city,
15 To call to them that pass by, Who go right on their ways:
16 Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither; And as for him that is void of understanding, she saith to him,
17 Stolen waters are sweet, And bread `eaten' in secret is pleasant.
18 But he knoweth not that the dead are there; That her guests are in the depths of Sheol.
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