[…] that mysterious ladder, whose foot being upon the earth, the top of it reached unto heaven, seen by Jacob in a vision, with angels ascending and descending on the rundles of it […]
...he was deadly pale, and the blood-stained bandage round his head told that he had recently been wounded, and still more recently dressed.
So the strife redoubled and the weapons together clashed and ceased not bate and debate and naught was to be seen but blood flowing and necks bowing; […]
After the woman who gave me those ties left me that day, a cloud of guilt hung over me, and I couldn't shake it. It stayed with me through the night. I couldn't sleep. The woman was in her late sixties at the least, and she walked as if she carried the world on her shoulders. But she'd found a way to thank me. And I knew it was the widow's mite.
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