11 Wherefore did I not die from the womb, -- come forth from the belly and expire?
12 Why did the knees meet me? and wherefore the breasts, that I should suck?
13 For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
14 With kings and counsellors of the earth, who build desolate places for themselves,
15 Or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;
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