31. Do not look on the wine when it is red, When it gives its colour in the cup, As it flows smoothly;
32. In the end it bites like a snake, And stings like an adder –
33. Your eyes look on strange women, And your heart speaks perversities.
34. And you shall be as one Lying down in the midst of the sea, And as one lying at the top of the mast, saying,
35. “They smote me, I was not sick! They beat me, I did not know! When shall I wake up? Let me seek it again!”