XXVI.
IF thou desire the happinesse of thy Soule, the health of thy Body, the prosperity of thy Estate, the preservation of thy credit, converse not with a Harlot: Her eyes run thy reputation in debt; Her lips demand the payment; Her brests arrest thee; Her armes imprison thee; from whence, beleeve it, thou shalt hardly get forth till thou hast either ended the dayes of thy Credit, or pay'd the utmost farthing of thy Estate.