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“O how wretched am I and thrice-wretched over and over! After bearing seven children, I am now the mother of none! O seven childbirths all in vain, seven profitless pregnancies, fruitless nurturings and wretched nursings! In vain, my sons, I endured many birth pangs for you and the more grievous anxieties of your upbringing.

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