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Updated: May 4, 2025


And for his dexterity in applying celestial weapons, and for the training of the steeds and the skill of Uttara, and for the coursing of his weapons, and his prowess and light-handedness, people began to regard Arjuna as the fire that blazeth forth during the time of the universal dissolution for consuming all created things.

Besides, brute force is not wanted for the work: what you want is the self-denying assiduity and the dexterous light-handedness of a woman. A smart young maid-servant, very trimly dressed, made her appearance. "Sir Keith Macleod, miss," said she. "Oh, Gerty, you're caught!" muttered the fiend. But Miss White was equal to the occasion. The small white fingers plied the fork without a tremor.

There was an old man a Mussulman who pressed me to buy some truck or other, but not with the villainous camaraderie that generations of low-caste tourists have taught the people, nor yet with the cosmopolitan light-handedness of appeal which the town-bred Egyptian picks up much too quickly; but with a certain desperate zeal, foreign to his whole creed and nature.

And covered with those countless shafts shot by Partha, the hostile warriors could not see anything, the earth itself and the sky becoming overwhelmed therewith. And the soldiers who had been ready for the fight were so confounded that none could even the flee from the field. And beholding the light-handedness of Partha they all applauded it mentally.

And for his dexterity in applying celestial weapons, and for the training of the steeds and the skill of Uttara, and for the coursing of his weapons, and his prowess and light-handedness, people began to regard Arjuna as the fire that blazeth forth during the time of the universal dissolution for consuming all created things.

'The monster, whispers Voltaire to Madame Denis, 'he opens all our letters in the post' Voltaire, whose light-handedness with other people's correspondence was only too notorious. 'The monkey, mutters Frederick, 'he shows my private letters to his friends' Frederick, who had thought nothing of betraying Voltaire's letters to the Bishop of Mirepoix.

And covered with those countless shafts shot by Partha, the hostile warriors could not see anything, the earth itself and the sky becoming overwhelmed therewith. And the soldiers who had been ready for the fight were so confounded that none could even the flee from the field. And beholding the light-handedness of Partha they all applauded it mentally.

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