Rotherham(i)
12 Princes, by their hand, have been hanged, The faces of elders, not honoured.
13 Young men, a millstone, have lifted, and, youths, under wood, have staggered.
14 Elders, from the gates, have ceased. Young men, from their music.
15 Ceased hath the joy of our hearts, Changed to mourning, our dance.
16 Fallen is the crown of our head. Surely woe to us, for we have sinned.