And, behold, there met him a woman [with] the attire of an harlot, and subtil of heart.
For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city,
Whoso [is] simple, let him turn in hither: and [as for] him that wanteth understanding, she saith to him,
Stolen waters are sweet, and bread [eaten] in secret is pleasant.
And it shall come to pass in that day, that Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king: after the end of seventy years shall Tyre sing as an harlot.
Take an harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou mayest be remembered.
And I will visit upon her the days of Baalim, wherein she burned incense to them, and she decked herself with her earrings and her jewels, and she went after her lovers, and forgat me, saith the LORD.