W hen I rose in the morning to nurse my son, behold, he was dead; but when I looked at him carefully in the morning, behold, he was not my son, whom I had borne.”
И призори, като станах, за да накърмя сина си, той беше мъртъв. Но на сутринта, като го разгледах, видях, че не беше моят син, когото бях родила.
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