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He bethinketh him of his nobles: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the shelter is prepared.

The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace melteth away.

And it is decreed: she shall be uncovered, she shall be led away, and her maids shall moan as with the voice of doves, drumming upon their breasts.

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