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- For a whore is a deep ditch; and a strange woman is a narrow pit.
- She also lieth in wait as for a prey, and increaseth the transgressors among men.
- Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes?
- They that tarry long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed wine.
- Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright.
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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 biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
- Thine eyes shall behold strange women, and thine heart shall utter perverse things.
- Yea, thou shalt be as he that lieth down in the midst of the sea, or as he that lieth upon the top of a mast.
- They have stricken me, shalt thou say, and I was not sick; they have beaten me, and I felt it not: when shall I awake? I will seek it yet again.
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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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