"Three cups of wine, no more I establish for sensible drinkers. The first for the health of the drinker; the second awakens love and pleasure; the third invites sleep. Having drunk this, whoever wants to be wise returns home. The fourth is no longer ours. It's out of measure. The fifth screams; six means brawls; seven: black eyes; eight: the guard arrives; nine: bile rises; ten: one has lost one's mind, one falls to the ground unconscious. Wine poured too often into a small cup cuts the drinker's legs."
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