And she went, and sat her down over against [him] a good way off, as it were a bowshot: for she said, Let me not see the death of the child. And she sat over against [him], and lift up her voice, and wept.
Ver. 16. Let me not see the death of the child.] This, saith an interpreter, a was but poor love. Give me a friend that will not leave in the instant of death. Gen 46:4
She lift up her voice, and wept.] As hinds by calving, so we by weeping "cast out our sorrows". Job 39:3
“ Expletur lachrymis, egeriturque dolor .”
a Babington.