She deals cruelly with her young, as if they were not hers; though her labor be in vain, yet she has no fear,

它忍心待雏，似乎不是自己的；虽然徒受劳苦，也不为雏惧怕；

它粗暴待雏，似乎不是自己生的；虽徒然劳苦，也不惧怕。

它粗暴待雏，似乎不是自己生的；虽徒然劳苦，也不惧怕。

它苛待雏鸟，好像它们并非己出，就算徒劳一场，它也不怕。

它苛待幼雏，看它们好像不是自己生的，就算它的劳苦白费了，也漠不关心，

牠忍心待雛，似乎不是自己的；雖然徒受勞苦，也不為雛懼怕；

牠粗暴待雛，似乎不是自己生的；雖徒然勞苦，也不懼怕。

牠粗暴待雛，似乎不是自己生的；雖徒然勞苦，也不懼怕。

牠苛待雛鳥，好像牠們並非己出，就算徒勞一場，牠也不怕。

牠苛待幼雛，看牠們好像不是自己生的，就算牠的勞苦白費了，也漠不關心，

牠忍心待雛，似乎看作非自己的；雖白白勞苦也不怕；

忍心待雛、若非己有、雖則徒勞、亦無懼也、

生之雖不易、遺之亦弗惜、若非己有、

向雛忍心、如非己出、生之徒勞、毫無憂懼、

She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers; she cares not that her labor was in vain,

Ostriches are mean to their little ones. They treat them as if they did not belong to them. They do not care that their work was useless.

She is harsh toward her young, as if they were not her own. She doesn’t care if they die.

She treats her young harshly, as if they were not her own, with no fear that her labor may have been in vain.

She treats her young cruelly, as if they were not hers; Though her labor is for nothing, she is unconcerned,

She treats her young harshly, as though they were not hers; Her labor is in vain, without concern,

She dealeth hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers: Though her labor be in vain, she is without fear;

She treats her young harshly, as if they were not her own, with no fear that her labor may have been in vain.

She is hardened against her young ones, as though[ they were] not hers: her labour is in vain without fear;

She is harsh with her young, as if they were not hers; she is unconcerned about the uselessness of her labor.

She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,

Even jackals offer the breast; they nurse their young; but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.

Behold, is it not from the Lord of hosts that peoples labor merely for fire, and nations weary themselves for nothing?

Look, O Lord, and see! With whom have you dealt thus? Should women eat the fruit of their womb, the children of their tender care? Should priest and prophet be killed in the sanctuary of the Lord?

The toil of a fool wearies him, for he does not know the way to the city.

Then the woman whose son was alive said to the king, because her heart yearned for her son,“ Oh, my lord, give her the living child, and by no means put him to death.” But the other said,“ He shall be neither mine nor yours; divide him.”Then the king answered and said,“ Give the living child to the first woman, and by no means put him to death; she is his mother.”

And the king asked her,“ What is your trouble?” She answered,“ This woman said to me,‘ Give your son, that we may eat him today, and we will eat my son tomorrow.’So we boiled my son and ate him. And on the next day I said to her,‘ Give your son, that we may eat him.’ But she has hidden her son.”

foolish, faithless, heartless, ruthless.

The most tender and refined woman among you, who would not venture to set the sole of her foot on the ground because she is so delicate and tender, will begrudge to the husband she embraces, to her son and to her daughter,her afterbirth that comes out from between her feet and her children whom she bears, because lacking everything she will eat them secretly, in the siege and in the distress with which your enemy shall distress you in your towns.