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- for a prostitute is a deep pit and a wayward wife is a narrow well.
- Like a bandit she lies in wait, and multiplies the unfaithful among men.
- Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaints? Who has needless bruises? Who has bloodshot eyes?
- Those who linger over wine, who go to sample bowls of mixed wine.
- Do not gaze at wine when it is red, when it sparkles in the cup, when it goes down smoothly!
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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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- In the end it bites like a snake and poisons like a viper.
- Your eyes will see strange sights and your mind imagine confusing things.
- You will be like one sleeping on the high seas, lying on top of the rigging.
- "They hit me," you will say, "but I'm not hurt! They beat me, but I don't feel it! When will I wake up so I can find another drink?"
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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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