They bray among the shrubs;
they huddle beneath the thistles.
Foolish(A) men, without even a name.
They were forced to leave the land.

Now I am mocked by their songs;(B)
I have become an object of scorn to them.

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They brayed(A) among the bushes(B)
    and huddled in the undergrowth.
A base and nameless brood,(C)
    they were driven out of the land.(D)

“And now those young men mock me(E) in song;(F)
    I have become a byword(G) among them.

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