W oe is me! For I am as when the summer fruits have been gathered, as when the vintage grapes have been gleaned and there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig for which my appetite craves.
وَيلٌ لِي! فَأنا كَمَنْ يَجْمَعُ ثَمَرَ الصَّيفِ بَعْدَ أنْ جُمِعَتِ الغَلَّةُ. نَفَدَتْ قُطُوفُ العِنَبِ، وَنَفسِي تَشتَهِي تِلْكَ الثِّمارَ النّاضِجَةَ،
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