LEB(i) 29 To whom is woe? To whom is sorrow? To whom are quarrels? To whom is complaint? To whom are wounds without cause? To whom is redness of the eyes? 30 To those who linger over wine, to those who come to try mixed wine. 31 Do not look at wine when it is red, when it ⌊sparkles⌋* on the cup, going down smoothly. 32 ⌊In the end⌋,* it will bite like a serpent, and it will sting like an adder. 33 Your eyes will see strange things, and your heart* will speak perverse things. 34 And you will be like him who lies down in the heart of the sea, and like him who lies down on top of a mast. 35 "They struck me; I was not hurt. They beat me; I did not know it. When I will awake, I will continue; I will seek it again."