3 Bind them on your fingers. Write them on the tablet of your heart.
4 Tell wisdom, "You are my sister." Call understanding your relative,
5 That they may keep you from the strange woman, From the foreigner who flatters with her words.
6 For at the window of my house, I looked forth through my lattice.
7 I saw among the simple ones. I discerned among the youths a young man void of understanding,
8 Passing through the street near her corner, He went the way to her house,
9 In the twilight, in the evening of the day, In the middle of the night and in the darkness.
