Rotherham(i)
54 The man that is tender among you, and exceedingly delicate, his eye will be jealous of his brother, and of the wife of his bosom, and of the remnant of his sons, whom be might leave behind;
55 so that he will not give to any one of them, of the flesh of his sons which he will eat, because he hath nothing at all left him,––in the siege and in the straitness wherewith thine enemy, will straiten thee, within all thy gates.
56 The tender and delicate woman among you, who hath never adventured the sole of her foot, to set it upon the ground, through delicateness and through tenderness, her eye shall be jealous of the husband of her bosom, and of her own son, and of her own daughter;