Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! that is, one with whom the whole world, all men with whom he came into contact, were anxious to pick a quarrel. I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury, he had neither borrowed nor lent, either practice being a sure way of arousing enmity, yet every one of them doth curse me, all of them being his enemies without cause.

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