9. Let the stars of its dawn be dark;let it hope for light, but have none,nor see the eyelids of the morning,
10. because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb,nor hide trouble from my eyes.
11. “Why did I not die at birth,come out from the womb and expire?
12. Why did the knees receive me?Or why the breasts, that I should nurse?
13. For then I would have lain down and been quiet;I would have slept; then I would have been at rest,
14. with kings and counselors of the earthwho rebuilt ruins for themselves,
15. or with princes who had gold,who filled their houses with silver.