Foreigners' fancies?][388]
“Harvest is past, summer is ended, 20
And we are not saved!”
For the breaking of the daughter of my people 21
I break, I blacken!
Horror hath fastened upon me
Pangs as of her that beareth.[389]
Is there no balm in Gilead, 22
Is there no healer?
Why do the wounds never close[390]