¹⁸ And cried when they saw the smoke of her burning, saying, What city is like unto this great city!

¹¹ And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever: and they have no rest day nor night, who worship the beast and his image, and whosoever receiveth the mark of his name.

³ And again they said, Alleluia And her smoke rose up for ever and ever.