¹⁵ Fire will consume you there;
        the sword will cut you down;
            like the locust it will consume you.
Multiply like the locust; multiply like the grasshopper!
¹⁶     You boasted more traders than the heavens have stars.
        The locust sheds its skin and flies away.
¹⁷ Your guards are like grasshoppers,
            your marshals like swarms of cicadas
            that encamp on stone fences on a chilly day;
        when the sun rises, they take flight;
            no one knows where they have gone.