"Indeed,what[good was] the strengthof their handsto me? Vigorhad perishedfrom them.
"But nowthoseyoungerthanI mockme, WhosefathersI disdainedto putwith the dogsof my flock.
"From wantand faminethey are gauntWho gnawthe dryground by nightin wasteand desolation,
Rememberalso your Creatorin the daysof your youth,beforethe evildayscomeand the yearsdrawnearwhenyou will say,"I havenodelightin them";