Rotherham(i)
32 Thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh, The cup of thy sister, shalt thou drink, The [cup] deep and large, Thou shalt become a laughingstock and a derision, Much, doth it contain!
33 With drunkenness and grief, shalt thou be filled,––The cup of astonishment and desolation, The cup of thy sister Samaria;
34 Yea thou shalt drink it and drain it out, And the sherds thereof, shalt thou gnaw, And, thy breasts, shalt thou tear out,––For, I, have spoken, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh.