Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: 'A man-child hath been conceived.'

Cursed is the man who bore tidings to my father, saying, 'Born to thee hath been a child -- a male,' Making him very glad!

'And what think ye? A man had two children, and having come to the first, he said, Child, go, to-day be working in my vineyard.'

'The woman, when she may bear, hath sorrow, because her hour did come, and when she may bear the child, no more doth she remember the anguish, because of the joy that a man was born to the world.