And he said to his father, My head! My head! And he said to the young man, Bear him to his mother.
And the boy grew, and the day came that he went out to his father, to the reapers.
And he bore him, and brought him to his mother. And he sat on her knees until noon, and died.
My bowels! My bowels! I convulse in pain. O walls of my heart! My heart roars within me. I cannot be silent, for I have heard the sound of the rams’ horn. O my soul, the alarm of war!