CAB(i)
7 The wine shall mourn, the vine shall mourn, all the merry-hearted shall sigh.
8 The mirth of timbrels has ceased, the sound of the harp has ceased.
9 They are ashamed, they have not drunk wine; strong drink has become bitter to them that drink it.
10 All the city has become desolate; one shall shut his house so that none shall enter.
11 There is a howling for the wine everywhere; all the mirth of the land has ceased, all the mirth of the land has departed.