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Priče Solomunove 7
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Priče Solomunove
Capítulo 7
1
Sine, čuvaj reči moje,
i zapovesti moje sahrani kod sebe.
2
Čuvaj zapovesti moje i bićeš živ,
i nauku moju kao zenicu očiju svojih.
3
Priveži ih sebi na prste,
napiši ih na ploči srca svog.
4
Reci mudrosti: Sestra si mi;
i prijateljicom zovi razboritost,
5
Da bi te čuvala od žene tuđe,
od tuđinke, koja laska rečima.
6
Jer s prozora doma svog kroz rešetku gledah,
7
I videh među ludima,
opazih među decom bezumnog mladića,
8
Koji iđaše ulicom pokraj ugla njenog,
i koračaše putem ka kući njenoj,
9
U sumrak, uveče, kad se unoća i smrče;
10
A gle, srete ga žena
u odelu kurvinskom i lukavog srca,
11
Plaha i pusta,
kojoj noge ne mogu stajati kod kuće,
12
Sad na polju, sad na ulici,
kod svakog ugla vrebaše.
13
I uhvati ga, i poljubi ga,
i bezobrazno reče mu:
14
Imam žrtve zahvalne,
danas izvrših zavete svoje;
15
Zato ti iziđoh na susret da te tražim,
i nađoh te.
16
Nastrla sam odar svoj pokrivačem vezenim
i prostirkama misirskim.
17
Okadila sam postelju svoju smirnom, alojom i cimetom.
18
Hajde da se opijamo ljubavlju do zore,
da se veselimo milovanjem.
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Jer mi muž nije kod kuće,
otišao je na put daleki,
20
Uzeo je sa sobom tobolac novčani,
vratiće se kući u određeni dan.
21
Navrati ga mnogim rečima,
glatkim usnama odvuče ga.
22
Otide za njom odmah
kao što vo ide na klanje
i kao bezumnik u puto da bude karan,
23
Dokle mu strela ne probije jetru,
kao što ptica leti u zamku
ne znajući da joj je o život.
24
Zato dakle, deco, poslušajte me,
i pazite na reči usta mojih.
25
Nemoj da zastranjuje srce tvoje ne puteve njene,
nemoj lutati po stazama njenim.
26
Jer je mnoge ranila i oborila,
i mnogo je onih koje je sve pobila.
27
Kuća je njena put pakleni
koji vodi u kleti smrtne.
Proverbs
Capítulo 7
1
My son, keep my words, and lay up my commandments with thee.
2
Keep my commandments, and live; and my law as the apple of thine eye.
3
Bind them upon thy fingers, write them upon the table of thine heart.
4
Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister; and call understanding thy kinswoman:
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That they may keep thee from the strange woman, from the stranger which flattereth with her words.
6
¶ For at the window of my house I looked through my casement,
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And beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, a young man void of understanding,
8
Passing through the street near her corner; and he went the way to her house,
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In the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night:
10
And, behold, there met him a woman with the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart.
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(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.)
13
So she caught him, and kissed him, and with an impudent face said unto him,
14
I have peace offerings with me; this day have I payed my vows.
15
Therefore came I forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
16
I have decked my bed with coverings of tapestry, with carved works, with fine linen of Egypt.
17
I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18
Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us solace ourselves with loves.
19
For the goodman is not at home, he is gone a long journey:
20
He hath taken a bag of money with him, and will come home at the day appointed.
21
With her much fair speech she caused him to yield, with the flattering of her lips she forced him.
22
He goeth after her straightway, as an ox goeth to the slaughter, or as a fool to the correction of the stocks;
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Till a dart strike through his liver; as a bird hasteth to the snare, and knoweth not that it is for his life.
24
¶ Hearken unto me now therefore, O ye children, and attend to the words of my mouth.
25
Let not thine heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths.
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For she hath cast down many wounded: yea, many strong men have been slain by her.
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Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.