“His eyes are dark from wine, And his teeth white from milk.
“He ties his foal to the vine, And his donkey’s colt to the choice vine; He washes his garments in wine, And his robes in the blood of grapes.
¶“Zebulun will dwell at the seashore; And he shall be a shore for ships, And his flank shall be toward Sidon.
¶Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has contentions? Who has complaining? Who has wounds without cause? Who has redness of eyes?