¹⁰ Thy mother was like a vine, ^[a]in thy blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters. ¹¹ And it had strong rods for the sceptres of them that bare rule, and ^[b]their stature was exalted among the ^[c]thick boughs, and ^[d]they were seen in ^[e]their height with the multitude of ^[f]their branches. ¹² But it was plucked up in fury, it was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit: its strong rods were broken off and withered; the fire consumed them.