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Сhне, храни2 мо‰ словесA, мо‰ же зaпwвэди скрhй ў себє2. Сhне, чти2 гDа, и3 ўкрэпи1шисz: кромё же є3гw2 не б0йсz и3н0гw.

¹

My son, keep my words, and hide with thee my commandments. My son, honour the Lord, and thou shalt be strong; and fear none but him:

²

Храни2 мо‰ зaпwвэди, и3 поживeши, словесa же мо‰ ћкw зBницы џчію:

²

keep my commandments, and thou shalt live; and keep my words as the pupils of thine eyes.

³

њбложи1 же и4ми тво‰ пeрсты, напиши1 же | на скрижaли сeрдца твоегw2.

³

And bind them on thy fingers, and write them on the table of thine heart.

⁴

Нарцы2 премyдрость сестрY тебЁ бhти, рaзумъ же знaемь сотвори2 тебЁ,

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Say that wisdom is thy sister, and gain prudence as an acquaintance for thyself;

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да тS соблюдeтъ t жены2 чуждjz и3 лукaвыz, ѓще тS словесы2 льсти1выми њблагaти нaчнетъ:

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that she may keep thee from the strange and wicked woman, if she should assail thee with flattering words.

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nк0нцемъ бо и3з8 д0му своегw2 на пути6 прини1чущи,

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For she looks from a window out of her house into the streets, at one whom she may see of the senseless ones, a young man void of understanding,

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є3г0же ѓще ќзритъ t безyмныхъ ч†дъ ю4ношу скудоyмна,

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passing by the corner in the passages near her house,

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проходsщаго ми1мw ќгла въ распyтіихъ д0му є3S

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and speaking, in the dark of the evening,

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и3 глаг0лющаго въ тeмный вeчеръ, є3гдA ўпокоeніе бyдетъ нощн0е и3 мрaчное:

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when there happens to be the stillness of night and of darkness:

¹⁰

женa же срsщетъ є3го2, зрaкъ и3мyщи прелюбодёйничь, ћже твори1тъ ю4ныхъ пари1ти сердцaмъ: воскри1лена же є4сть и3 блyдна,

¹⁰

and the woman meets him having the appearance of a harlot, that causes the hearts of young men to flutter.

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въ домy же не почивaютъ н0зэ є3S:

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And she is fickle, and debauched, and her feet abide not at home.

¹²

врeмz бо нёкое внЁ глуми1тсz, врeмz же на распyтіихъ при всsцэмъ ќглэ присэди1тъ:

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For at one time she wanders without, and at another time she lies in wait in the streets, at every corner.

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пот0мъ є4мши лобзaетъ є3го2, безстyднымъ же лицeмъ речeтъ къ немY:

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Then she caught him, and kissed him, and with an impudent face said to him,

¹⁴

жeртва ми1рна ми2 є4сть, днeсь воздаю2 њбёты мо‰:

¹⁴

I have a peace-offering; to-day I pay my vows:

¹⁵

сегw2 рaди и3зыд0хъ въ срётеніе тебЁ, желaющи лицA твоегw2, њбрэт0хъ тS:

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therefore I came forth to meet thee, desiring thy face; and I have found thee.

¹⁶

простирaлами покрhхъ џдръ м0й, коврaми же сугyбыми постлaхъ, и5же t є3гЂпта,

¹⁶

I have spread my bed with sheets, and I have covered it with double tapestry from Egypt.

¹⁷

шафрaномъ посhпахъ л0же моE и3 д0мъ м0й кори1цею:

¹⁷

I have sprinkled my couch with saffron, and my house with cinnamon.

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пріиди2 и3 наслади1мсz любвE дaже до ќтра, грzди2 и3 повалsемсz въ п0хоти:

¹⁸

Come, and let us enjoy love until the morning; come, and let us embrace in love.

¹⁹

нёсть бо мyжа моегw2 въ домY, tи1де въ пyть далeче,

¹⁹

For my husband is not at home, but is gone on a long journey,

²⁰

дов0лнw сребрA взS съ соб0ю, по мн0гихъ днeхъ возврати1тсz въ д0мъ св0й.

²⁰

having taken in his hand a bundle of money: after many days he will return to his house.

²¹

И# прельсти2 є3го2 мн0гою бесёдою, тенeтами же ўстeнъ (въ блyдъ) привлечE є3го2.

²¹

So with much converse she prevailed on him to go astray, and with the snares of her lips she forced him from the right path.

²²

Џнъ же ѓбіе послёдова є4й њб8юр0дэвъ, и3 ћкоже в0лъ на заколeніе ведeтсz, и3 ћкw пeсъ на ќзы,

²²

And he followed her, being gently led on, and that as an ox is led to the slaughter, and as a dog to bonds, or as a hart shot in the liver with an arrow:

²³

и3ли2 ћкw є3лeнь ўsзвленъ стрэл0ю въ ћтра: и3 спэши1тъ ћкw пти1ца въ сёть, не вёдый, ћкw на дyшу свою2 течeтъ.

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and he hastens as a bird into a snare, not knowing that he is running for his life.

²⁴

Нн7э u5бо, сhне, послyшай менE и3 внимaй глаг0лwмъ ќстъ мои1хъ,

²⁴

Now then, my son, hearken to me, and attend to the words of my mouth.

²⁵

да не ўклони1тсz въ пути6 є3S сeрдце твоE,

²⁵

Let not thine heart turn aside to her ways:

²⁶

и3 да не прельсти1шисz въ стезsхъ є3S: мн0гихъ бо ўzзви1вши низвeрже, и3 безчи1сленни сyть, и5хже ўби1ла є4сть:

²⁶

for she has wounded and cast down many, and those whom she has slain are innumerable.

²⁷

путіE ѓдwвы д0мъ є3S, низводsщіи въ сокрHвища смє1ртнаz.

²⁷

Her house is the way of hell, leading down to the chambers of death.