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Be still, O inhabitants of the coast;
    the merchants of (A)Sidon, who cross the sea, have filled you.
And on many waters
your revenue was the grain of Shihor,
    the harvest of the Nile;
    you were (B)the merchant of the nations.
Be ashamed, O (C)Sidon, for the sea has spoken,
    the stronghold of the sea, saying:
“I have neither laboured nor given birth,
    I have neither reared young men
    nor brought up young women.”

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