¹⁷ Let them be yours alone,
    never to be shared with strangers.
¹⁸ May your fountain^(A) be blessed,
    and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth.^(B)
19 A loving doe, a graceful deer^(C)—
    may her breasts satisfy you always,
    may you ever be intoxicated with her love.
²⁰ Why, my son, be intoxicated with another man’s wife?
    Why embrace the bosom of a wayward woman?