[…]he has forsworn soft, trailing garments that conceal unclassic curves and uninspiring lines of nether limbs[…]

… as the mellowed north winds tone forth their vestal hymns upon rustling leaf-keys; sunsets that bepurple the azure; sunrises that begold the horizon; moonlights that besilver the river? Who would not have of these?

Both shows left me feeling, meh.

Some said that the Shekinah, who dwelt with his people on earth, still lived on the Temple Mount, even though the Temple was in ruins.