“The traders will cry and carry on because the bottom dropped out of business, no more market for their goods: gold, silver, precious gems, pearls; fabrics of fine linen, purple, silk, scarlet; perfumed wood and vessels of ivory, precious woods, bronze, iron, and marble; cinnamon and spice, incense, myrrh, and frankincense; wine and oil, flour and wheat; cattle, sheep, horses, and chariots. And slaves—their terrible traffic in human lives.Everything you’ve lived for, gone!All delicate and delectable luxury, lost!Not a scrap, not a thread to be found!“The traders who made millions off her kept their distance for fear of getting burned, and cried and carried on all the more:Doom, doom, the great city doomed!Dressed in the latest fashions,adorned with the finest jewels,in one hour such wealth wiped out!