The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish; for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in: from the land of Kittim it is revealed to them.
Þe birthun of Tire. Ye schippis of þe see, yelle, for þe hous is distried, fro whennus coumfort was wont to come; fro þe lond of Cethym, and was schewid to hem.