¹⁷ `Nor do they put new wine into old skins, and if not -- the skins burst, and the wine doth run out, and the skins are destroyed, but they put new wine into new skins, and both are preserved together.'

⁴ and they work, even they, with subtilty, and go, and feign to be ambassadors, and take old sacks for their asses, and wine-bottles, old, and rent, and bound up,

¹⁹ Lo, my breast `is' as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.

⁸³ For I have been as a bottle in smoke, Thy statutes I have not forgotten.