3 Bind it with your fingers; write it on the tablets of your heart.
4 Say to wisdom, "You are my sister," and call prudence your friend.
5 So may she guard you from the woman who is an outsider, and from the stranger who sweetens her words.
6 For I gaze from the window of my house, through the lattice,
7 and I see little ones. I consider a frenzied youth,
8 who crosses the street at the corner and close to the way of that house.
9 He steps into shadows, as day becomes evening, into the darkness and gloom of the night.