he said to his father, Mine head acheth, mine head acheth. And his father said to a servant, Take, and lead him to his mother.
Soothly the child increased; and when some day was, and the child was gone out, and went to his father, and to the reapers,
And when he had taken, and had brought him to his mother, she setted [or put] him on her knees unto midday, and he was dead.
My womb acheth, my womb acheth; the wits of mine heart be troubled in me. I shall not be still, for my soul heard the voice of a trump, the cry of battle.