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Seite 121 - I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven and in thy sight: I am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants.
Seite 51 - Like the poor cat i' the adage ? Macb. Pr'ythee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man.
Seite 38 - The sting of death is sin ; and the strength of sin is the Law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Seite 82 - Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
Seite 15 - Their houses are safe from fear, neither is the rod of God upon them. Their bull gendereth, and faileth not: their cow calveth, and casteth not her calf. They send forth their little ones like a flock, and their children dance.
Seite 82 - Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not...
Seite 51 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Seite 37 - God, the eternally good, the highest love, will he forsake his fallen, his wretched child ? Will he do less than an earthly mother for her own?
Seite 15 - They send forth their little ones like a flock, and their children dance. They take the timbrel and harp, and rejoice at the sound of the organ. They spend their days in wealth, and in a moment go down into the grave.
Seite 71 - ... fathers and mothers, with empty purses and full hearts : ye aunts and cousins of the great and immortal race of needle-women and workers in wool — ye welcome and unwelcome uncles and male cousins, ye know it well, this time of mysterious countenances and treacherous laughter ! In the houses of the rich, fat roasts are prepared and dried fish ; sausages pour forth their fat, and tarts puff themselves up ; nor is there any hut so poor as not to have at this time a sucking-pig squeaking in it,...