And it shall come to pass, that all they that look upon thee shall flee from thee, and say, Nineveh is laid waste: who will bemoan her? whence shall I seek comforters for thee?
And it schal be, ech man þat schal se þee, schal skippe awei fro þee, and schal seie, Nynyue is distried. Who schal moue heed on þee? wherof schal Y seke to þee a coumfortour?