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Be still, ye inhabitants of the isle, thou whom the merchants of Sidon that pass over the sea have replenished.

And by great waters the seed of Shihor, the harvest of the river, is her revenue; and she is a mart of nations.

Be thou ashamed, O Sidon; for the sea hath spoken, even the strength of the sea, saying, “I travail not, nor bring forth children, neither do I nourish up young men nor bring up virgins.”

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