Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: In his need, the child goes to his father's comrades, plucking at one man's cloak, another's tunic. Some pity him and then hold out a cup, letting him for a moment wet his lips, without moistening his palate. Another man whose parents are still living pushes him out of the feast, hitting him with his fist, insulting him: "Go away, just as you are. You've no father at our feast." So, in tears, the child returns to his widowed mother. That child is our son Astyanax. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

Save test: यदि तपाईं यो टाइपिङ परीक्षणलाई साझा गर्न चाहानुहुन्छ भने यो प्रयोग गर्नुहोस् (केवल प्रमाणीकृत प्रयोगकर्ताहरूको लागि)।