"The first three glasses of wine are for the temperate: one to health; the second to love and pleasure; the third to sleep. After these three, wise guests go home. The fourth glass is ours no longer, but belongs to violence; the fifth to uproar; the sixth to drunken revel; the seventh to black eyes; the eighth is the policeman’s; the ninth belongs to biliousness; and the tenth to madness and the hurling of furniture.”
From Eubulus’ Semele or Dionysos.
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