A nd the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! would I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!
Allora il re, vivamente scosso, salì nella camera che era sopra la porta e pianse; e nell’andare diceva: «Absalom, figlio mio! Figlio mio, Absalom, figlio mio! Fossi pur morto io al tuo posto, Absalom, figlio mio, figlio mio!»
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