9 All you abeasts of the field,
All you beasts in the forest,
Come to eat.
All of them know nothing.
All of them are mute dogs unable to bark,
1Dreamers lying down, who love to slumber;
And they are shepherds who have bno understanding;
They have all cturned to their own way,
Each one to his unjust gain, to the last one.
And btomorrow will be like today, only more so.”
So DSS; M T Ravers
Lit strong of soul/appetite
Lit do not know satisfaction
So DSS and many versions; M T me