29Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath rednesse of eyes? 30They that tarry long at the wine, they that goe to seeke mixt wine. 31Looke not thou vpon the wine when it is red, when it giueth his colour in the cup, when it moueth it selfe aright.32At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder. 33Thine eyes shall behold strange women, and thine heart shall vtter peruerse things.