So the king said to me, “Why is your face sad though you are not sick? (A)This is nothing but sadness of heart.” Then I was very much afraid. I said to the king, “(B)Let the king live forever. Why should my face not be sad (C)when the city, the place of my fathers’ tombs, lies desolate and its gates have been consumed by fire?” Then the king said to me, “What would you request?” (D)So I prayed to the God of heaven.

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