Væ mihi, mater mea! quare genuisti me, virum rixæ, virum discordiæ in universa terra? Non fœneravi, nec fœneravit mihi quisquam: omnes maledicunt mihi.
Woe is me, my mother: why hast thou borne me a man of strife, a man of contention to all the earth? I have not lent on usury, neither hath any man lent to me on usury: yet all curse me.
Vae ad me, matre meo! Quare gene me, viro de rixa, viro de discordia in universa terra? Non foenera, nec ullo ad me foenera: omni maledice ad me.