Adam Bede, by George Eliot

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Page 5 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Page 138 - And when he had thus spoken, he kneeled down, and prayed with them all. And they all wept sore, and fell on Paul's neck, and kissed him, sorrowing most of all for the words which he spake, that they should see his face no more.
Page 29 - And Jacob served seven years for Rachel ; and they seemed unto him but a few days, for the love he had to her.
Page 100 - And he said, While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live? But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.
Page 29 - The unmarried woman careth for the things of the Lord, that she may be holy both in body and in spirit: but she that is married careth for the things of the world, how she may please her husband.
Page 30 - I will therefore that the younger women marry, bear children, guide the house, give none occasion to the adversary to speak reproachfully.
Page 331 - Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by thee ; Joyless is the day's return Till thy mercy's beams I see, Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes and warm my heart.
Page 152 - The mirror is doubtless defective ; the outlines will sometimes be disturbed ; the reflection faint or confused ; but I feel as much bound to tell you, as precisely as I can, what that reflection is, as if I were in the witness-box narrating my ^experience on oath.
Page 26 - ... see where our blessed Lord stands and weeps, and stretches out his arms toward you. Hear what he says : ' How often would I have gathered you as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not !'.... and ye would not !" she repeated, in a tone of pleading reproach, turning her eyes on the people again.
Page 295 - You may run away from my words, sir, and you may go spinnin' underhand ways o' doing us a mischief, for you've got Old Harry to your friend, though nobody else is, but I tell you for once as we're not dumb creatures to be abused and made money on by them as ha' got the lash i' their hands, for want o' knowing how t

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