23 The damsel crieth out in her foolishness, saying, A little love, and a little love, and a little love. And the young man fleeth before her.
24 But the wise virgin maketh a discreet noise; and she taketh him unawares.
CHAPTER XXI.
Blessed is he that hath a full drum; and those that wait without the bazaars, they shall look upon it with envy.
2 A little love warmeth the blood; but much love, it is a consuming fire.
3 Wherefore, beware of the damsel with ruddy locks. For if it be so, assuredly she will devour thee up; but if it be of henna, a draught of spring water will serve thee equally.
4 Beware of all women, and avoid thou them that would undo thee.
5 For the ways of those do grow in artfulness; neither is there any man that can stand up against them.
6 Now there is a certain woman, and she hath hair of a length; it is like unto silk also, and the colour of it allureth the eye.