English Masterpieces, Volume 1P. Owen, 1957 |
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Page 348
... hath dealt very bitterly with me . I went out full , and the Lord hath brought me home again empty . Why then call ye me Naomi , seeing the Lord hath testified against me , and 10 the Almighty hath afflicted me ? " 20 So Naomi returned ...
... hath dealt very bitterly with me . I went out full , and the Lord hath brought me home again empty . Why then call ye me Naomi , seeing the Lord hath testified against me , and 10 the Almighty hath afflicted me ? " 20 So Naomi returned ...
Page 366
... hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand , And meted out heaven with the span , And comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure , 40 And weighed the mountains in scales , and the hills in a balance ? Who hath directed the ...
... hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand , And meted out heaven with the span , And comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure , 40 And weighed the mountains in scales , and the hills in a balance ? Who hath directed the ...
Page 371
... hath aught against thee , leave there thy gift before the altar , and go thy way ; first be reconciled to thy brother , and then come and offer thy gift . Agree with thine adversary quickly , whiles thou art in the way with him , lest ...
... hath aught against thee , leave there thy gift before the altar , and go thy way ; first be reconciled to thy brother , and then come and offer thy gift . Agree with thine adversary quickly , whiles thou art in the way with him , lest ...
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MIDDLE ENGLISH LITERATURE | 58 |
GEOFFREY CHAUCER | 97 |
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