Accursed, be the day on which I was born, - The day when my mother bare me, let it not be blessed!
Woe to me! my mother, That thou didst bear me, A man of litigation and a man of contention to all the land, - I have not lent on interest Nor have they lent on interest to me, Every one, hath treated me with contempt.
Perish, the day wherein I was born, and the night it was said, Lo! a manchild!