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"I have wept and prayed and waited long, but now the spring is here and the woods are growing green." I took her hands and bowed my head upon them. "I believed thee dead," I said. "I thought that thou hadst gone home, indeed, and I was left in the world alone. I can never tell thee how I love thee." "I need no telling," she answered.
"Who was the man that fell down in the road, mother, and the woman that knelt and prayed over him? Why did he fall, and why did she pray, mother?" "That was Master Aaron Boynton, the schoolmaster, and his wife. He only made believe to fall down, as the Cochranites do; the way they carry on is a disgrace to the village, and that's the reason your father won't let us look at them."
And an eternal hunger woke in me that I might love. That hunger remained unsatisfied. I prayed, I yearned, I suffered; I could have decreed myself a deservedly cruel death; it seemed I stretched my little nature to unendurable limits in the fierce hope that the Gift of the Gods might be bestowed upon me, and that her divine emotion might waken a response within my leaden soul. But all in vain.
The gratitude the Saint had was shown by saying: "May the Lord reward you for the kindness you have shown us, when He rewards the just." Some short time after this, the young man, having gone to Rome out of devotion, and having endeavored to put his conscience in a good state, prayed fervently to God, to take him out of this world before he should commit a mortal sin.
Leave it for me that I may die there. I am an old man, and near my end. "The soldier tried to shake him off, but the old man prayed the more. 'Excuse me, excuse me, he moaned. Then the soldier lifted his gun and shot the old man, and we buried him. "One who was near to her hour of child-birth was lying in a house. Alas for her! One of our young men was working in the field cutting grass.
Then David read the chapter, and then they all knelt down and the mother prayed. "Not just with her lips, but with all her heart, as if she really believed in the good of it," thought Francis Oswald to himself.
She was infirm now, but was quite content, when it was fine, to sit for long hours idle for very love, and look about her with a peaceful and smiling air; she prayed much, or rather held a sweet converse in her heart with God; she thought little of her latter end, which she knew could not be long delayed, but was content to leave it in the hands of the Father, sure that He, who had made the world so beautiful and so full of love, would comfort her when she came to enter in at the dark gate.
When the promises and injunctions mean me, I am saved. Julia read on, "And I will give you rest." And so she drank in the passage, clause by clause, until she came to the end about an easy yoke and a light burden, and then God seemed to her so different. She prayed for August, for now the two loves, the love for August and the love for Christ, seemed not in any way inconsistent.
So Sir Bohort by fortune rode until he came to the same chapel where Sir Launcelot was; and when he saw Sir Launcelot in that manner of clothing he, prayed the hermit that he might be in that same. And so there was an habit put upon him, and there he lived in prayers and fasting.
He had been so strong, that when he struck his head with all his force upon the stone wall it did not stun him nor pain him only made him laugh. That was a dreadful night. When he clasped his hands frantically and prayed "O God, my beautiful God, my sweet God, once, only once, let me feel you near me tonight!" he could not feel him.
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