¹⁴ For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,

³ She hath sent forth her maidens: she crieth upon the highest places of the city,

¹⁰ And, behold, there met him a woman with the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart.

¹¹ (She is loud and stubborn; her feet abide not in her house:

¹² Now is she without, now in the streets, and lieth in wait at every corner.)