There is a generation (class of people)—oh, how lofty are their eyes!
And their eyelids are raised in arrogance.
There is a generation (class of people) whose teeth are like swords
And whose jaw teeth are like knives,
To devour the afflicted from the earth
And the needy from among men.
The leech has two daughters,
There are three things that are never satisfied,
Four that do not say, “It is enough”: