The eyes flashing from wine, the teeth white from milk.
Binding his colt to the vine, and to the purple vine the son of the she-ass; he washed in wine his garment, and his clothing in the blood of grapes.
Zebulon shall dwell by the coast of the sea; and he by a coast of ships, and the extremities, even to Zidon.
To whom wo? to whom want? to whom strife? to whom complaint? to whom wounds gratuitously? to whom dark fleshings of the eyes?