The story or the painting would serve to connect the part with the whole, the event with the myth, the quotidian with the sacred.
And now with nerves new-brac'd and ſpirits chear'd / We tread the wilderneſs, whoſe well-roll'd walks / With curvature of ſlow and eaſy ſweep, / Deception innocent—give ample ſpace / To narrow bounds.
These weights did not exert their natural gravity […] insomuch that I could not guess which was light or heavy whilst I held them in my hand.
God's life, death should be thy doom for so misguarding thy lord, the anointed of Jehovah!
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