The woman said to the serpent, &#8220;We may eat<n id="1" /> of the fruit from the trees of the orchard;

If you say, &#8216;What will we eat in the seventh year if we do not sow and gather our produce?&#8217;

We remember<n id="1" /> the fish we used to eat<n id="2" /> freely<n id="3" /> in Egypt, the cucumbers, the melons, the leeks, the onions, and the garlic.

<p class="poetry">Seven women will grab hold ofp> <p class="poetry">one man at that time.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">They will say, &#8220;We will provide<n id="2" /> our own food,p> <p class="poetry">we will provide<n id="3" /> our own clothes;p> <p class="poetry">but let us belong to you<n id="4" /> &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">take away our shame!&#8221;<n id="5" />p>

Then the king asked her, &#8220;What&#8217;s your problem?&#8221; She answered, &#8220;This woman said to me, &#8216;Hand over your son; we&#8217;ll eat him today and then eat my son tomorrow.&#8217;