26 My son, offer me your heart, and let your eyes keep to my ways.
27 For a loose woman is a deep pit, and a foreign woman is a constricted well.
28 She lies in wait along the way like a robber. And the incautious one whom she sees, she will put to death.
29 Who has woe? Whose father has woe? Who has quarrels? Who falls into pits? Who has wounds without cause? Who has watery eyes?
30 Is it not those who linger over wine, and who strive to be drinking from their cups?
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