And I find more bitter than death the woman whose heart is snares and nets, {\i and} whose hands are bands: whoso pleaseth God shall escape from her; but the sinner shall be taken by her.
Lift up thine eyes unto the bare heights, and see; where hast thou not been lain with? By the ways hast thou sat for them, as an Arabian in the wilderness; and thou hast polluted the land with thy whoredoms and with thy wickedness.