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(For the commaundement is a lanterne, and the lawe a light: yee chastenynge & nurtoure is ye waye of life)

An harlot wil make a ma to begg his bred, but a maried woman wil hunt for ye precious life.

For the gelousy & wrath of the ma will not be itreated,

For out of the wyndowe of my house I loked thorow the trelies,

For the good man is not at home, he is gone farre of.

For many one hath she wouded and cast downe, yee many a stronge ma hath she slayne.

Geue eare, for I wil speake of greate matters, & open my lippes to tell thinges that be right.

For my throte shal be talkynge of ye trueth, & my lippes abhorre vngodlynesse.

For wysdome is more worth then precious stones, yee all the thinges that thou cast desyre, are not to be compared vnto it.

With me is the feare of the LORDE, and ye eschuynge of euell. As for pryde, disdayne, an euell waye, & a mouth that speaketh wicked thiges, I vtterly abhorre the.

For when he made the heauens, I was present: wha he set the depthes in ordre:

As for the roude copase of his worlde, I make it ioyfull, for my delyte is to be amoge the children of men.

Therfore harken vnto me (o ye children) for blessed are they that kepe my wayes.

For who so fyndeth me, fyndeth life, and shal optayne fauoure of the LORDE.

O come on youre waye, eate my bred, and drynke my wyne, which I haue poured out for you.

For thorow me yi dayes shalbe prolonged, and the yeares of thy life shal be many.

The blessynge of the LORDE maketh rich me, as for carefull trauayle, it doth nothinge therto.

A foole doth wickedly & maketh but a sporte of it: neuertheles it is wysdome for a man to bewarre of soch.

The vngodly is like a tempest that passeth ouer & is nomore sene, but the rightuous remayneth sure for euer.

The waye of the LORDE geueth a corage vnto ye godly, but it is a feare for wicked doers.