A nd when I rose in the morning to nurse my son, there he was, dead. But when I had examined him in the morning, indeed, he was not my son whom I had borne.”
Dimineaţa, m'am sculat să dau ţîţă copilului; şi iată că era mort. M'am uitat cu luare-aminte la el dimineaţa; şi iată că nu era fiul meu, pe care -l născusem.``
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