He cannot follow his trade; he gets bread
thrust into his mouth; he gets up and
strikes his cymbals and makes no end of a noise.
He is a dead man; he has pounded up shame and
swallowed it. He forgets all about his family;
they are ruined; his women folk are frightened
to death, they hate their own existence.” Tuka
says, All right, wife, I will leave you alone; I give
you a written promise.
thrust into his mouth; he gets up and
strikes his cymbals and makes no end of a noise.
He is a dead man; he has pounded up shame and
swallowed it. He forgets all about his family;
they are ruined; his women folk are frightened
to death, they hate their own existence.” Tuka
says, All right, wife, I will leave you alone; I give
you a written promise.