6 For at the window of my house, through my lattice, I looked down.
7 And I saw among the simple, I observed among the youth, a young man lacking sense,
8 passing on the street at her corner, and he takes the road to her house,
9 at twilight, at the day’s evening, in the midst of night and the darkness.
10 Then behold! A woman comes to meet him with the garment of a prostitute and a secret heart.
11 She is loud and stubborn; her feet do not stay at her house.
12 Now in the street, now in the square, at every corner she lies in wait.