At my cry my servant gives me no answer, and I have to make a prayer to him.
When a great wind came rushing from the waste land against the four sides of the house, and it came down on the young men, and they are dead; and I was the only one who got away safe to give you the news.
I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country.
My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body.