The sluice gates are opened; the royal palace is deluged and dissolves.
The commander orders his officers; they stumble as they advance; they rush to the city wall and they set up the covered siege tower.
Nineveh is taken into exile and is led away; her slave girls moan like doves while they beat their breasts.
Your warriors will be like women in your midst; the gates of your land will be wide open to your enemies; fire will consume the bars of your gates.