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Page 145 - 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 31 - And Jacob served seven years for Rachel ; and they seemed unto him but a few days, for the love he had to her.
Page 62 - ... what shall we eat, and what shall we drink, and wherewithal shall we be clothed...
Page 104 - 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 31 - I will therefore that the younger women marry, bear children, guide the house, give none occasion to the adversary to speak reproachfully.
Page 162 - I turn, without shrinking, from cloud-borne angels, from prophets, sibyls, and heroic warriors, to an old woman bending over her flowerpot, or eating her solitary dinner, while the noonday light, softened perhaps by a screen of leaves, falls on her mob-cap, and juSt touches the rim of her spinningwheel, and her stone jug, and all those cheap common things which are the precious necessaries of life to her...
Page 163 - Let us cultivate it to the utmost in men, women, and children — in our gardens and in our houses •; but let us love that other beauty, too, which lies in no secret of proportion, but in the secret of deep human sympathy.
Page 313 - ... em with their hands on their hips listening to all manner o' gossip when they should be down on their knees a-scouring. If we're to go to ruin, it shanna be wi' having our back kitchen turned into a public." "Well, Poyser," said the squire, shifting his tactics, and looking as if he thought Mrs. Poyser had suddenly withdrawn from the proceedings and left the room, "you can turn the Hollows into feeding-land. I can easily make another arrangement about supplying my house. And I shall not forget...
Page 438 - It would be a poor result of all our anguish and our wrestling, if we won nothing but our old selves at the end of it — if we could return to the same blind loves, the same self-confident blame, the same light thoughts of human suffering, the same frivolous gossip over blighted human lives, the same feeble sense of that Unknown towards which we have sent forth irrepressible cries in our loneliness.
Page 191 - Perhaps here lay the secret of the hardness he had accused himself of: he had too little fellow-feeling with the weakness that errs in spite of foreseen consequences. Without this fellow-feeling, how are we to get enough patience and charity towards our stumbling, falling companions in the long and changeful journey?