^{2 Ref} Be silent, ye inhabitants of the isle, Trader of Zidon, passing the sea, they filled thee.

^{3 Ref} And in many waters `is' the seed of Sihor, The harvest of the brook `is' her increase, And she is a mart of nations.

^{4 Ref} Be ashamed, O Zidon; for the sea spake, The strength of the sea, saying: `I have not been pained, nor have I brought forth, Nor have I nourished young men, `nor' brought up virgins.'