"How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of
people! how is she become as a widow! she that was great
among the nations, and princess among the provinces, how
is she become tributary! She weepeth sore in the night,
and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers
she hath none to comfort her: all her friends have dealt
treacherously with her, they are become her enemies. "