Isaías 14

Urla, o porta; grida, o città; stuggiti, o Palestina tutta; perciocchè viene un fumo dal Settentrione; e niuno se ne starà in disparte a' tempi ordinati di esso.

Aulla, oh puerta; clama, oh ciudad; disuelta estás toda tú, Filistea: porque humo vendrá de aquilón, no quedará uno solo en sus asambleas.

Howl, O gate; cry, O city; thou, whole Palestina, art dissolved: for there shall come from the north a smoke, and none shall be alone in his appointed times.

Howl, gate! Cry, city! You are melted away, Philistia, all of you; for smoke comes out of the north, and there is no straggler in his ranks.