I n order that the heart may melt, and the stumbling-blocks be multiplied, I have set the threatening sword against all their gates: ah! it is made glittering, it is whetted for the slaughter.
Para que sus corazones se acobarden y caigan muchos. En todas sus puertas he puesto la espada reluciente. ¡Ah!, hecha para centellear, Pulida para la matanza.
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