rsv Nahum:2:7-10
rsv@Nahum:2:7 @ its mistress is stripped, she is carried off, her maidens lamenting, moaning like doves, and beating their breasts.
rsv@Nahum:2:8 @ Nin'eveh is like a pool whose waters run away. "Halt! Halt!" they cry; but none turns back.
rsv@Nahum:2:9 @ Plunder the silver, plunder the gold! There is no end of treasure, or wealth of every precious thing.
rsv@Nahum:2:10 @ Desolate! Desolation and ruin! Hearts faint and knees tremble, anguish is on all loins, all faces grow pale!