ECB(i)
27 For a whore is a deep chasm; and a stranger is a narrow well.
28 She also lurks as a robber and increases them who deal covertly among humanity.
29 Who has woe? Who has will? Who has contentions? Who has meditation? Who has wounds gratuitously? Who has flushness of eyes?
30 They who linger at the wine; they who go to probe cocktails.
31 See not on the wine when it reddens - when it gives its eye in the pouch - when it passes in straightnesses:
32 and finally bites as a serpent and wounds as a hisser.
33 Your eyes see strange women and your heart words perversions:
34 yes, you - as he who lies in the heart of the sea - as he who lies on the top of a mast.
35 They smote me, and I was not sick; they hammered me, and I knew it not. When waken I? I seek it again and again.