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"But it happened that when my son entered his wedding chamber, he fell down and died.
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Then we all put out the lamps, and all my neighbors attempted to console me; and I remained quiet until evening of the second day.
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But when they all had stopped consoling me, that I might be quiet, I got up in the night and fled, and came to this field, as you see.
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And now I intend not to return to the city, but to stay here, and I will neither eat nor drink, but without ceasing mourn and fast until I die."
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Then I broke off the reflections with which I was still engaged, and answered her in anger and said,
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"You most foolish of women, do you not see our mourning, and what has happened to us?
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For Zion, the mother of us all, is in deep grief and great affliction.
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It is most appropriate to mourn now, because we are all mourning, and to be sorrowful, because we are all sorrowing; you are sorrowing for one son, but we, the whole world, for our mother.