27For a prostitute is a deep pit, and an immoral woman is a narrow well.
28She lies in wait like a robber and she increases the number of the treacherous among humanity.
29Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has fights? Who has complaining? Who has wounds for no reason? Who has bloodshot eyes?
30Those who linger over wine, those who try the mixed wine.
31Do not look at the wine when it is red, when it sparkles in the cup and goes down smoothly.
32In the last it bites like a serpent and it stings like an adder.
33Your eyes will see strange things and your heart will utter perverse things.
34You will be as one who sleeps on the high seas or lies on the top of a mast.
35“They hit me,” you will say, “but I was not hurt. They beat me, but I did not feel it. When will I wake up? I will seek another drink.”