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"Tell me, pray," said Dorothea, with simple earnestness; "then we can consult together. It is wicked to let people think evil of any one falsely, when it can be hindered." Lydgate turned, remembering where he was, and saw Dorothea's face looking up at him with a sweet trustful gravity.
And the column looks at him lovingly with its countless boys' faces, and the boys' eyes are infinitely trustful, for he has won battles in the old time. They will believe in him to the end.
When all these now stand before our Lord in the persons of Moses and Elias, the hitherto mediators between God and man, must not their waiting eyes, their longing, trustful expectation, have confirmed His resolve that their hope should not be put to shame?
Adrian had not yet sought the scholar. He wished first to judge with his own eyes, and at a distance, of the motives and object of his conduct; for partly he caught the suspicions which his own order entertained of Rienzi, and partly he shared in the trustful enthusiasm of the people.
Those who are with us or visit us have peace and security, and are for the most part friendly and trustful. Man the late-comer, the last work, the perfect form is not always kindly disposed towards the lower orders, though the dominion he exercises over them is absolute. Were not the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, the very fish of the sea, given over to his arbitrary authority?
"As you like," said Lingard. "There's a rain squall coming." "I am in charge and will get wet along of my chaps. Give us a good long line, Captain." "It's done already," said Lingard. "You seem a sensible sailorman and can see that it would be useless to try and give me the slip." "For a man so ready to shoot, you seem very trustful," drawled Carter.
"Friends," he cried, passionately, rising from his chair "friends from the bottomless pit could not have more foully and fatally deceived that poor, thoughtless, trustful child.
I stalked along the corridor moodily towards my own room. As I passed Hilda Wade's door, I saw it half ajar. She stood a little within, and beckoned me to enter. I passed in and closed the door behind me. Hilda looked at me with trustful eyes. Resolute still, her face was yet that of a hunted creature. "Thank Heaven, I have ONE friend here, at least!" she said, slowly seating herself.
To fret means to chafe, to be irritated, to be uneasy, to be troubled and bothered. It is just the opposite of peaceful, trustful rest. Jesus has promised us rest to our souls, and we may have this rest. We can not have it, however, if we give place to worrying and fretting. God’s purpose for us is that we shall have calmness and soul-quietness, even in the midst of tribulation.
If I'm to think of you going on alone with your heart getting harder and drier every year, and everything tender and trustful dying out of you I don't see how I can bear it.
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