And he settled his countenance stedfastly [upon him], until he was ashamed.

Death quite unfellows us.

Our analysis to this point has assumed that in a loop nest, we are only parallelizing a single loop.

Her shame weighed on her like a physical oppression: the roof and walls seemed to be closing in on her, and she was seized by the impulse to get away, under the open sky, where there would be room to breathe.