The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.
He remembereth his nobles: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the mantelet is prepared.
And it is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her handmaids moan as with the voice of doves, beating upon their breasts.\par
Behold, thy people in the midst of thee are women; the gates of thy land are set wide open unto thine enemies: the fire hath devoured thy bars.