Right behind them sprouted seven thin, shriveled ears, scorched by the east wind.
Close behind them sprouted seven ears of grain, thin and shriveled by the east wind.
but immediately went back to sleep and had another dream. I saw seven ears of grain, full and ripe, growing on a single stalk.
The seven shriveled ears swallowed up the seven healthy ears. I have shared my dreams with my magicians, but no one can give me an interpretation.”