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Her nobles were purer than snow.
    They were whiter than milk.
They were more ruddy in body than rubies.
    Their polishing was like sapphire.

Their appearance is blacker than a coal.
    They are not known in the streets.
Their skin clings to their bones.
    It is withered.
    It has become like a stick.

Those who are killed with the sword are better than those who are killed with hunger;
    For these pine away, stricken through,
    for lack of the fruits of the field.

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