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- For a harlot is a deep pit And an adulterous woman is a narrow well.
- Surely she lurks as a robber, And increases the faithless among men.
- Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has contentions? Who has complaining? Who has wounds without cause? Who has redness of eyes?
- Those who linger long over wine, Those who go to taste mixed wine.
- Do not look on the wine when it is red, When it sparkles in the cup, When it goes down smoothly;
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- At the last it bites like a serpent And stings like a viper.
- Your eyes will see strange things And your mind will utter perverse things.
- And you will be like one who lies down in the middle of the sea, Or like one who lies down on the top of a mast.
- "They struck me, but I did not become ill; They beat me, but I did not know it When shall I awake? I will seek another drink."
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