¹⁷ it entwines its roots around a pile of rocks
    and looks for a place among the stones.
¹⁸ But when it is torn from its spot,
    that place disowns^(A) it and says, ‘I never saw you.’^(B)
19 Surely its life withers^(C) away,
    and^[a] from the soil other plants grow.^(D)