| 1 | He cut away a dead branch. | |
| 2 | There' s a limit to human love; it dries up. | |
| 3 | My days are like the evening shadow; I wither away like grass. | |
| 4 | Under the earth his roots are dry , and over it his branch is cut off . | |
| 5 | The fig tree you cursed has withered! |
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