<p class="poetry">&#8220;My, how good you have becomep> <p class="poetry">at chasing after your lovers!<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Why, you could even teach prostitutes a thing or two!<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">You will not always be angry with me, will you?p> <p class="poetry">You will not be mad at me forever, will you?&#8217;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">That is what you say,p> <p class="poetry">but you continually do all the evil that you can.&#8221;<n id="2" />p>

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;I, the <sc>Lordsc>, also solemnly assert: &#8216;King Zedekiah of Judah, his officials, and the people who remain in Jerusalem<n id="1" /> or who have gone to live in Egypt are like those bad figs. I consider them to be just like those bad figs that are so bad they cannot be eaten.<n id="2" />