And jackals shall answer, in their citadels, And wild dogs, in their voluptuous palaces, - And near to come is her time, And, her days, shall not be delayed.

Lo! the land of the Chaldeans, This is the people that was not, Assyria, founded it for the inhabitants of the desert, - They set up its siege-towers, They demolished its palaces Made it a ruin!

For thou hast made, of a citadel, a mound, of a defenced city, a ruin, - palaces for foreigners to be no city, To times age-abiding, shall it not be built.

For the palace, is abandoned, the tumult of the city, hath ceased - Hill and watch-tower, serve as caves, unto times age-abiding, The joy of wild-asses, The pasture of flocks: -

Then shall come up, in her palaces thorns Nettles and thistles in her fortresses, - And she shall become A home for wild dogs, An enclosure for ostriches;

And of thy sons who shall issue from thee whom thou shalt beget, shall they take away, - and they shall become eunuchs in the palace of the king of Babylon.