A llora il re cambiò colore e i suoi pensieri lo spaventarono; le giunture dei suoi fianchi si rilassarono e le sue ginocchia cominciarono a sbattere l’una contro l’altra.
Then the king’s countenance was changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his loins were loosed, and his knees smote one against another.
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