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It is composed of three anthems taken from the book of Job, a paternoster, and a collect, and ends with the formula, Requiem eternam dona eis, Domine. When the prayer is in favour of all souls, the eis remains in the plural; but if it is in favour of one particular soul, then the singular ei is used.

She took hold of the comforter by the ends and drew the knot up close to his throat, he lifting his head to receive it as it came. Then David with his eyes on the ceiling felt his coat collar turned up and her soft warm fingers tucking the comforter in around his neck. When he looked down, she was standing over by the fireplace.

To tell the truth the doctor was a good deal ruffled by this accusation, brought, as it seemed to him, on very insufficient grounds, against some member of the school. But he was determined to be as cool and quiet about it as possible, and not to give any one a chance of saying that he had obstructed the ends of justice.

Evander answered her bravely. "I know that. I did not hope; but I had to set my soul free. To the end of ends I shall cherish you, live for you, die for you: very lonely, well content." Brilliana turned away. The heart of Juliet within her was big almost to breaking. "The rain ceases; I must go into the air." Even as she spoke, the door opened and Tiffany ran in.

No, I'm not going to humbug after S'Richard; and I'm not going to worry. I was ready to be friends if he liked to trust me; but he didn't, and there it ends." Jerry sat sunning himself outside the officers' quarters as he mused in this way, and felt a bit resentful against Dick as he went on. "I know where he's off to.

"Howdy' do?" she said, giving him the ends of her fingers, and resting her carpet-bag on her hip. "I 'lowed you'd be glad to see me." There was a malicious gleam in her little blue eyes, and her withered face was hard and pale and full of desperate purpose. "How do you do?" he replied. She smiled as she slowly scrutinized him.

She despised any reading of acts not on the surface, and nodded to the explanation he gave to wit: "By the way, do you mean have you noticed my habit of touching my fingers' ends as I talk? I count them backwards and forwards." "Shows nervousness," said Lady Charlotte; "you are a boy!" "Exceedingly a boy."

Though the subjugation of the west was for Caesar so far a means to an end that he laid the foundations of his later height of power in the Transalpine wars, it is the especial privilege of a statesman of genius that his means themselves are ends in their turn. Caesar needed no doubt for his party aims a military power, but he did not conquer Gaul as a partisan.

Every man who has dabbled, or still dabbles, in journalism is under the painful necessity of bowing to men he despises, of smiling at his dearest foe, of compounding the foulest meanness, of soiling his fingers to pay his aggressors in their own coin. He becomes used to seeing evil done, and passing it over; he begins by condoning it, and ends by committing it.

In a good sense he worships the ground she treads upon. And she she will leave wealth for poverty if only so she may be with him in the coming days. She will leave home and friends, and go to the ends of the earth if his service calls him there. You think of the finest lover, man or woman, you ever knew anybody to have.