哀哉！我 好像夏天的果子已被收尽， 又像摘了葡萄所剩下的， 没有一挂可吃的； 我心羡慕初熟的无花果。
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.