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David.","content":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Jonathan died \u2013 Jonathan, whom David loved above all women \u2013 David wrote him an elegy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Amnon died \u2013 Amnon, David&#8217;s son, who &#8220;loved&#8221; his sister, Tamar \u2013 David mourned him every day.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Absalom died \u2013 Absalom, David&#8217;s next son, who loved ten of David&#8217;s women \u2013 David cried and cried for him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">So when Uriah dies at the hand and command of David \u2013 Uriah, commander in David&#8217;s army, Uriah, my love, Uriah, my husband \u2013 I keen over him. After all, I have learned and will learn, from the best, most miserable elegy maker of all. My second husband. David.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Uriah, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">ishi,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> my man. Uriah <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ha-chiti, <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">the Hittite.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">We weren&#8217;t expected to marry \u2013 you, a foreign soldier, come to fight on behalf of our young, vibrant king in his early days; me, daughter of another of the king&#8217;s military elite.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But we did.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Oh we did.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You Hebraicized your name when you joined the army, when you met me, when you chose your place in Israel \u2013 you became the Light of God \u2013 but still, my people would never let you forget, never let us forget, that you were not born of us. Uriah. <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Hittite. From far away. <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Not a Jew. The non-Jew. The Jew-by-choice who remains the outsider.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You were gone at the front, but I still went to purify myself for you. Just in case. Like clockwork. You can never be too ready.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I thought of you on that roof.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And so.<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I can only ask: why did you not come to me when David called you back to Jerusalem?<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Why did you not send word?<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Why did you keep your armor on?<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Why did you not come home?<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You would have had a son. A prince. 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