16
O thou mother, who wast tried at this time with bitterer pangs than those of parturition!
17
O thou only woman who hast brought forth perfect holiness!
18
Thy first-born, expiring, turned thee not; nor the second, looking miserable in his torments; nor the third, breathing out his soul.
19
Nor when thou didst behold the eyes of each of them looking sternly upon their tortures, and their nostrils foreboding death, didst thou weep!
20
When thou didst see children's flesh heaped upon children's flesh that had been torn off, heads decapitated upon heads, dead falling upon the dead, and a choir of children turned through torture into a burying ground, thou lamentedst not.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.