<p class="poetry">Then<n id="1" /> our sons will be like plants,p> <p class="poetry">that quickly grow to full size.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Our daughters will be like corner pillars,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">carved like those in a palace.<n id="4" />p>

The <sc>Lordsc> who rules over all will guard them, and they will prevail and overcome with sling stones. Then they will drink, and will become noisy like drunkards,<n id="1" /> full like the sacrificial basin or like the corners of the altar.<n id="2" />