So shall lie down in her midst—flocks, each living thing of a nation, both pelican and bittern, in her capitals, shall roost,—a voice, shall resound in the window, the bustard, on the sill, for he hath destroyed, hath laid bare.
And he cried out, with a mighty voice, saying—Fallen! fallen! is Babylon the Great, and hath become a habitation of demons, and a prison of every impure spirit, and a prison of every impure and hated bird;