Thy words have probed the sore place in my heart. What greater grief can come to man than the loss of a faithful wife? Would I had never married or shared with her my home! I envy those ’mongst men who have nor wife nor child. Theirs is but one life; to grieve for that is no excessive burden; but to see children fall ill and bridal beds emptied by death’s ravages is too much to bear, when one might go through life without wife or child.

ChorusA fate we cannot cope with is come upon us.AdmetusWoe is me!