Commentaire sur Job 32:19
הִנֵּֽה־בִטְנִ֗י כְּיַ֥יִן לֹא־יִפָּתֵ֑חַ כְּאֹב֥וֹת חֲ֝דָשִׁ֗ים יִבָּקֵֽעַ׃
Oui, mon sein est comme un vin non débouché, il éclate comme des outres neuves.
Rashi on Job
Behold my belly is full of wind, words to answer eagerly.
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Rashi on Job
like wine that is not opened Like new wine that is not opened, and which blows up, and even [if it is] within new wineskins, it bursts them.
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Rashi on Job
like...wineskins Wineskins made as tall as a man’s height.
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