Thomson(i)
3 By reason of want and famine it was useless. Already they were fleeing ineffectually from distress and misery:
4 they were crouding round the samphire on the sounding shore; and feeding on sea weeds as their food; despicable and contemned and in want of every thing good, they through extreme want were chewing even the roots of trees.
5 Against me thieves have risen up,
6 whose habitations were the clefts of rocks.
7 Amidst this tuneful choir, are to be heard the brawls of them who lived under hedges.
8 A race of fools and despicable wretches, whose name and honour are extinguished from the earth.