Rotherham(i)
7 Like his own stubble, shall he utterly perish, They who had seen him, shall say, Where is he?
8 Like a dream, shall he fly away, and they shall not find him, yea he shall be chased away, as a vision of the night.
9 The eye that hath scanned him, shall not do it again, neither, any more, shall his place behold him: