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28 Therefore, the earth will mourn
    and the heavens above grow black.
    For I have spoken, I have purposed,
    nor will I relent, nor turn from it.
29 At the sound of horsemen and archers
        the whole city flees.
    They go into the thickets
        and climb up on the rocks.
    The whole city is deserted—
        no one dwells in it.
30 And you, O desolate one, what will you do?
    Though you dress in scarlet,
    though you adorn yourself with gold ornaments
    though you enlarge your eyes with paint—
    in vain
        you make yourself beautiful—
    your lovers despise you,
        they seek your life.

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