Dixitque mihi rex: Quare vultus tuus tristis est, cum te ægrotum non videam? non est hoc frustra, sed malum nescio quod in corde tuo est. Et timui valde, ac nimis:
And the king said to me: Why is thy countenance sad, seeing thou dost not appear to be sick? this is not without cause, but some evil, I know not what, is in thy heart. And I was seized with an exceeding great fear:
Et dic ad me rege: quare vultu tuo triste es, cum te aegroto non vide? Non es hoc frustra, sed malo ne sci quod in corde tuo es. Et time valde, et nimis: