29 Who has woe? Who has uneasiness?
Who has quarrels? Who has complaints?
Who has wounds for no reason? Who has bleary* eyes?
31 Do not look at the wine’s red color
As it sparkles in the cup and goes down smoothly,
32 For in the end it bites like a serpent,
And it secretes poison like a viper.
34 And you will be like one lying down in the middle of the sea,
Like one lying at the top of a ship’s mast.
They beat me, but I did not know it.
When will I wake up?+
I need another drink.”*