Wo unto them that join house to house,
_till there can be no place,
_that they may be placed alone
_in the midst of the earth!
In mine ears,
_said the Lord of Hosts,
_of a truth many houses shall be desolate,
_and great and fair cities without inhabitant.
Yea, ten acres of vineyard shall yield one bath,
_and the seed of a homer shall yield an ephah.