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In the fifth of the Proverbs of Solomon say after this manner: The lips of an harlot ¹are as as sweet dropping honey comb, and her throat is softer then oil: but her end is bitterer then death, & as sharp as a two edged sword. Her feet lead unto death, & her path draweth unto hell. Therefore see that thou go not in unto her, nether draw nigh to the doors of her house, lest strangers have thy substance, and left the cruel get thine increase. With few words both Solomon describe the short and sweet deceitfulness of whoredom, which yet leaveth be hind it a perpetual uytternes, and briefly he she ⟨image 45⟩weth, how that whoredom destroyeth in soul, in honour, in body and in good. As for ensamples, we need not to set forth any there are to many before our eyes, the more pity. The stories ²do testify, that the French pocks came of an harlot into the world through whoredom. Howe many a man hath consumed all his substance & goods with harlots, and at the last hath ben hanged, drowned or headed? &c.

In the fyfth of the Prouerbes of Salomon saye after this maner: The lyppes of an harlot ¹are as aswete droppynge hony combe, and her throte is softer then oyle: but her end is bitterer then death, & as sharpe as a two edged swearde. Her feete lead vnto deathe, & her pathe drawethe vnto hell. Therfore se that thou go not in vnto her, nether draw nygh to the dores of her house, lest straungers haue thy substaunce, and left the cruell gette thyne encreace. Wythe fewe wordes both Salomon describe the shorte and swete disceatfulnesse of whoredome, which yet leaueth be hynd it a perpetuall vytternes, and brefely he she ⟨image 45⟩weth, howe that whoredome destroyeth in soule, in honoure, in body and in good. As for ensamples, we nede not to sette forthe any there are to many before oure eyes, the more pitie. The stories ²do testify, that the Frenche pockes came of an harlot into the worlde thorowe whoredome. Howe many a man hath consumed all his substaunce & goodes wyth harlottes, and at the last hath ben hanged, drowned or headed? &c.