Job 8:10

כִּֽי־שְׁאַל־נָא לְדֹר רִישׁוֹן וְכוֹנֵן לְחֵקֶר אֲבוֹתָֽם

For inquire, I pray thee, of the former generation, And apply thyself to that which their fathers have searched out—

כִּֽי־תְמוֹל אֲנַחְנוּ וְלֹא נֵדָע כִּי צֵל יָמֵינוּ עֲלֵי־אָֽרֶץ

For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days upon earth are a shadow—

הֲיִֽגְאֶה־גֹּמֶא בְּלֹא בִצָּה יִשְׂגֶּה־אָחוּ בְלִי־מָֽיִם

Can the rush shoot up without mire? Can the reed-grass grow without water?

עֹדֶנּוּ בְאִבּוֹ לֹא יִקָּטֵף וְלִפְנֵי כָל־חָצִיר יִיבָֽשׁ

Whilst it is yet in its greenness, and not cut down, It withereth before any other herb.