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		- The river gates are thrown open and the palace collapses.
 - It is decreed that the city be exiled and carried away. Its slave girls moan like doves and beat upon their breasts.
 - Nineveh is like a pool, and its water is draining away. "Stop! Stop!" they cry, but no one turns back.
 - Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold! The supply is endless, the wealth from all its treasures!
 - She is pillaged, plundered, stripped! Hearts melt, knees give way, bodies tremble, every face grows pale.
		
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