A nd bows dash young men to pieces, And the fruit of the womb they pity not, On sons their eye hath no pity.
Ka taia iho ano hoki nga taitamariki e a ratou kopere, mongamonga noa; e kore ano e tohungia nga hua o te kopu; e kore o ratou kanohi e manawapa ki nga tamariki.
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